dominique cameron RSW

Charcoal and acrylic on panel – 20 x 25 cm.

Charcoal and acrylic on plywood – 43.5 x45.5 cm.

The great cliffs of Yesnaby have watched all the leavings and home comings, of ships setting sail to the frozen north in search of the whale to my own comings and goings, comings and goings, my own edge place. The rocks shelves, splinters, flat flag slabs collide, crash to the sea. Oystercatchers skirl in the pearly wind. Sea tangle, skin tingle, looking beyond the horizon in search of my own adventure.

Acrylic and charcoal on plywwod panel – 50 x 50 cm.

Mixed media on panel – 20 x 25 cm.

Compressed charcoal on A1 paper.

Stand on the edge, eye, hand, paint and charcoal. Draw what you see. What else is it ? Lie down and look up. The whole sky tilts and falls away to the sea. Draw. Land and water. Waterland.

Watercolour crayon on paper – 80 x 30 cm.

Mixed media on paper – 141 x 60 cm.

Acrylic and charcoal on plywood – 40 x 50 cm

Skaggling geese haul blankets of snow cloud from the north. Water lies sullen on the claggy winter fields. Grey river mud slides slow curves between the reed beds brittle whisperings and Spring seems in no hurry to arrive. Across the field lie the remains of armament warehouses, dozens built in a regular grid formation for use during the second world war. Ammunition was sailed up the Forth to be unloaded by crane and stored here, away from Edinburgh in the east. The crane is still on the riverbank, it’s railway track all but gone. Pushing through the head high reeds it is possible to get a closer look at the little blue crane, it’s arm outstretched, waiting for another shipment. The tide is on the turn, covering its tracks, lapping the small island where seagulls sleep. Grey settles, stains the day.