One of those walks where I carried my sketchbook but didn’t actually do any drawing. We were walking with friends so I’ll use that as my excuse!
The textures of driftwood and petrified tree trunks caught my eye, as did this stone doing a very good impression of a jawbone. I did pick up some scraps of plastic that will make good mark making tools and some old netting that I think might work its way into a collage next week.
We walked about 6 miles in total, along the coast from Huxley to Amble and back along the dunes. So many birds – listening to the curlews was wonderful – and there were seven herons perched on the shore at the nature reserve, looking like wise elders in their black grey and white feathered robes.
I’ve been reading Raynor Winn‘s Landlines this week, so once again I’m itching to get my boots on and walk miles, although maybe not accompanied by the midges and horseflies that she encounters on her route. I find that after about three thousand steps my mind seems to become calm and ideas for work start to flow, so as the mornings get lighter I hope to get back into the habit of starting the day with walking and drawing.