
From the lighthouse.

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The path crosses a small bridge to the backside of the kirk. Butter burr, bramble, nettle. Islands of tarmac raised high and dry from the rain that scours this track. Tottie pebbles roll, slip underfoot while Rheumy gravestones lean, shuffling slowly away across the fields to the sea. Dust lifts, blooms, unsettles a two shilling coin. I pick it up, turn it over and over in my fingers. 1951. Then and now.
Sheep. They are difficult animals . I think that it why I like them. They are beligerent, stubborn, and show no fear. It seems to me then to draw a sheep it must be looking straight at you as if it’s saying – ‘…yeah, so …., what…. ?’
I will be running a workshop at the Falkland estate in Fife on the 13th April. It will be a day of walking, drawing, bookmaking, and story telling. The event can be booked by going to Eventbrite and registering.
Look forward to seeing you there !
www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/dominique-cameron-a-walk-a-book-a-draw-a-story-tickets-55595339156