Here’s a footnote to Sunday’s post about waiting for gaps in the clouds. The sun was peeping over the top of the three peaks, illuminating the edges beautifully. I particularly liked the way the sea and the river, Pennard Pill, merge here. It’s not clear where saltwater and…
Waiting for the sunlight on a stormy day at Three Cliffs Bay.
The sparkling autumn light is stunning. From a painter’s point of view is more interesting than summer light. I find it ironic that there’s less light around but its better quality, from an artists’ point of view. I still have not adjusted to the clocks going back last month, and I am still waking at 5 -5.30am!
Shadows were my first love. They still are. It’s hard to find any painting of mine without blue/mauve/purple/brown shadows. When I get hold of an idea I can get quite obsessive about it. Lately, it’s been early morning light.
This part of my walk sees me breaking all my rules. But that’s OK. The thinking goes, if you are paralyzed by anxiety and a fear of failure: “Just do it, badly.” So I did it badly today but I did it.
Three Cliffs Bay, Gower in the changing seasons. What’s the main difference between the seasons? The light. Whether the sun is high or low in the sky, the angle of the rays, the quality of the light. Is it sharp or is it hazy?
Oil Painting of Three Cliffs Bay, Gower, Wales. This is an unusual view from Three Cliffs Bay in Gower, Wales, looking back towards Parkmill from the top of granite rock monuments of one of the three cliffs. I loved the array of colours and found it an…
David Fry
An account of how I broke my leg in the Gower woods near Ilston and how so many kind people helped me.
Today is International Women’s Day. As I drove through Mumbles yesterday afternoon I was reminded of two remarkable Swansea women and I was pondered on why we like to focus on very unsual women, rather than remarkable ordinary women. It got me thinking about other notable women of…
A while back I came across a quote on the internet that has stuck in my mind:- “If I knew the world was to end tomorrow, I would still plant an apple tree today.” I was quite struck by this sentiment, especially in the light of current events.…
A series of colourful still life paintings painted whilst storm Ciara, Dennis and Ellen were keeping me in doors.
