Month: January 2017

 

Mixed media on paper. 77cm x 56cm.

….. Or, ‘A slow bus to Chingford’ ( title of an ‘Only fools and horses’ episode ).

 

 

 

The river meets the sea here. In a sycamore tree a small birds nest sways. Pied wagtails skip along the path between the pharmaceutical plant and the shore. A pilot boat heads out to a ship anchored beyond the lighthouse. High tide. Railway sleepers, pallets, geese flying south. Dog shit, tinsel, good morning, aye right. Voices carry, across the water, boat engines, hammers, hi viz . Children run as the school bell rings. Old men in caps, hands buried deep in their coat pockets. Out for a paper, filling a day. January. Forgotten. And a thin sun falls for a moment on a line of white washed shirts, a brattle of pegged seagulls bursting to take flight.

Edge of the harbour, Pittenweem. Mixed media on paper 56cm x 26cm

 

Christies Lane, Montrose. January 2017. Mixed media on paper 30 x 21cm.

New year. New walk. Montrose.

Low sun over the sea, dark smudged clay clouds. In the gap between the sheds and the lighthouse curlews and oystercatchers follow a line along the shore, picking over their finds. Skin prickles, turning to face the northern arctic wind. It moans, singing along the new green, taller than me or you fence. Beyond, grain sacks strung high in the rafters swing, creaking the blackness of empty warehouse space. Outside the light becomes glassy, brilliant. A beginning.