Yep, I managed to get an hour or so on the beach today, the weather was simply glorious, so I sat and sketched a bit...beach huts as usual. I've just read Juliet's musings from 25/09/08 and realise I made a painting from exactly the same spot a couple of years ago.
I've always thought of this little turret/lookout to be the 'monkey house' perhaps someone will confirm this using the power of the 'interweb'? See how little sand there is at this time.
I thought this morning I'd doff my cap to Elizaphanian and his excellent blog with it's TBTM series. He posts religiously [pun intended] and is always worth a read.
I walked with Mabel (our black labrador) this evening about 7.00pm and there was the first hint of that Autumn chill to the air. I think Mabel was indifferent but I wore my sweatshirt. There is a watershed moment in the Mersea calender that has been marked for me since childhood by the West Mersea Town Regatta firework display (other locals will know what I'm on about) this means Summer has gone and the beginning of Autumn is upon us.
Well, so far we've not yet been sucked down into the much hyped vortex that the Large Hadron Collider may or may not create. We've not actually noticed any perceptible movement towards Switzerland here at artistandtartist H.Q., this maybe because they've not actually crashed any particles into one another as yet or perhaps the probability of them creating a real black hole inside the 'gizmo' has been greatly exaggerated. We read somewhere that someone actually has a lawsuit pending in the event of all life as we know it being wiped out, that certainly would infringe quite a few human's rights. From my limited knowledge of black holes the gravitational pull would be far to great for even the most tenacious solicitor.
The artist's mother's intriguing biography of her early life on Mersea Island from the outbreak of World War 2 through to 1968. Available from The Artcafe!
