Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Red and gold and a lost boat.
Painting the dragon, red and gold and hoping to finish all the inside spreads for the book by the end of the week, with a fair wind and late nights into the evening. On the paper in the studio a benevolent dragon grows. The paint on her ear was still wet when I took the photograph.
The morning I left for Somerset to visit my mum in hospital after Christmas I walked the dogs on the beach, early, just as light was breaking, and took with me a paper boat. Yesterday a friend came round for supper.
"I want to show you something ," she said, "something I found on the beach. It was early, and i had just walked my dogs around St Davids Head and came down onto the beach to find this. And I knew you had been there."
She took a photo with her mobile phone. Beautiful.