Tonight when I got home I took the boys down to the pipe for a surf. There were some good swells coming through but later it got quite busy so I decided I would rather go and paint a watercolour rather than compete with aggressive aliens – heh heh – locals rule… No just kidding.
I wanted to paint the poles with dune vegetation in the foreground and found a comfortable dip behind the dune where I normally sit. I sketched the scene. As I started to paint Ethan came out of the water and took the car keys to change. I painted from the top down for a change. The painting was about half way down the beach when Ethan came and told me he had locked the keys in the car – something of a distraction but not a major crisis. When he went off to get a wire coat-hanger from the surf-school I finished the wash.
Eventually the door opened and I returned to paint. By then an on-shore wind had sprung up and I completed the painting with sand blowing straight off the dune into my eyes, brush and palette. Also the light had completely changed over the mountains. Too bad. Anyway here it is:
By the time I had finished I just wanted to get out of the wind and sand. But this is a scene I will consider doing again.