I can’t believe it’s August again already! This time last year I was, come to think of it, doing exactly what I have been doing for the past week or so: field sketching. That’s right – a little over exactly a year ago I caught a rickety old bus to the North East coast of England, toting a backpack of art supplies and cereal bars, with the sole intention of capturing nature at its best. And, funnily enough, a year later I took my art backpack on another little adventure, this time to the national park in Snowdonia, to paint me some mountains and seascapes. This time I did not go alone, but was accompanied by my mother, who waited patiently for me to commit these scenes to paper, often waiting for hours as we sat cramped up between a pile of boulders and waited for layers of paint to dry. I commend her patience in this endeavour, and would like to thank her on behalf of all the flora and fauna of Gwynedd who have been enriched by her conversation (as an alternative pair of listening ears to her otherwise-absorbed-in-sketching daughter).
What follows is taken directly from my field sketchbook and encompasses the rough sketches and water colours I made on my various walks around the stunning land of Gwynedd. I’d like to hope they capture some of the essence of the coastline and woods in a way photography often cannot. I’ll let you be the judge.
Until the next post!