Oh the places you will go
we start as all tales do , with the beginning.
What got me interested in places other than my locality
i guess you had to blame the painter 👩🎨 L.s. Lowry
I’d just been walking around the Victorian street lark hill place at Salford’s Museum and Art Gallery when I ventured into the gallery space 🚀 with mum and dad…and a picture caught my eye
it was called the sea 🌊
i wondered what it would be like to capture the scene, the waves looked calm and serene.
one day, I told myself…I’ll do that
over the coming years, I took many a picture of the sea, but only through the eye of a camera lens. Snapping away in Prestatyn with a Kodak Ektachrome, and working my way way to a 35mm Miranda film camera with flash. The photos would turn into drawings after I had them developed at the chemists but I never really sat at the beach with brush and paint, Concentration being a bugbear of mine (see my post broken biscuits and jigsaw puzzles for more on that one)
but one Christmas, I received a special little box…with pastels and paints and paper…
and clearing my desk of computer, CD-ROM and floppy disk, I proceeded to paint a picture by the sea
it took a while, the splodges of paint not going always where I would have liked them to land, but by the time I had finished, I felt I’d really achieved something.