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Friday morning. Seagulls pooing on me, the crew of the fishing boat ‘Marelann’ singing, the hum of engines and machinery working on repairing the harbour wall.  The smell of fish, piles of netting. Stillness. I think I am looking for an equivalent to my Dundee drawing world, and perhaps this space of complexity, chaos and openness is it. Its function is more defined,but within it there exists the same sense of possibilities connected to a frontier land, and where both environments have been governed by water as a means of production, the Dighty burns industry once laid claim to the landscape. It does still here today.There lies the difference.

Rain over the Forth.

Coastal path in Orkney. Another edge.

Sun, blackberries and a new favourite bench.

First piece in new studio. Still life. mixed media on linen 1m x 1m. Happy now I have made something. I can get on with unpacking the rest of the house. Mess, boxes and can’t find anything….. But living opposite a cafe and a chippy – tea, cake and fish suppers, what more can you ask for ? Just as well as there’s no kitchen in the house…..!

Conversations in the city.

Telling stories of who we are, from where we came – Scotland, England, Ireland, France. Stories of travelling across water in a rowing boat. ‘Life is a shipwreck, remember to sing in the lifeboats’. Voltaire (?)  We strike up with ‘Shiver me timbers’ by Tom waits and grin as we forget half of the words.

This is to you all – Ann, Jane, Stuart, David, Derek, Catherine, Trevor, Brian, Nicky, Frances, Barbara, Noreen, Gillian, Kenny and Davey. You have taken me in, showed me how to do stuff and made me laugh. My adopted Dundee family. Thankyou.

The Dighty burn is braw, or from my part of the world – gert lush !

See you all in the new year, oh, except for my Christmas dinner at Sansburys invite, don’t forget !

And here is my final drawing of a giant Tunnocks teacake, jist fae yous.

Dominique x

ps I’ll be back scribbling soon.

                   

An exhibition of some of the  drawings I have made this year. Not sure how long it will be there, but drop by if you are on Balunie Drive, opposite the tyre garage in Douglas. Its the phone box right opposite.Open 24 hours……

Balunie Drive. This is my last bus shelter drawing,on a dreich,wet Monday September morning. Not a soul to talk to as I pencil grey on grey. Still the buses stop for me which is nice as I smile and shake my head. I am on my own, and today I like that. I can just enjoy the making of marks in this landscape fixing the detail in my memory as only drawing can.

Came across this whilst clearing out the attic this morning.