|On reflection - acrylic on canvas 50 x 20 cm|
So, I've just got back from a very lovely few days in London with my sister and Skye. I left my sister's house at 6.30 yesterday morning for a flight at 9.00 allowing myself tonnes of time in case the traffic was bad. Except I read the ticket wrong and it was actually at 9.50 so I really did give myself a lot of time. Still imagine if it had been earlier instead of later.
Having optimistically allowed myself 55 minutes from landing in Inverness airport to get to the bus station 20 minutes away for the 12.20pm coach, I was more than relieved when the flight boarded in plenty of time. Until that is, the one person who didn't bother to board on time decided to keep us all waiting so that we took off 45 minutes late. Then the girl in the seat beside me managed to tip her glass of water all over my seat while I was sitting in it. Still, she also had a cup of coffee so it could've been worse.
Then we finally landed at 11.50 and having already lost any hope of making it to the bus station in time it didn't seem to matter so much when I then had to wait a further 45 minutes for my suitcase to make it off the plane (despite Inverness being practically the world's smallest airport!). Still, I ended up getting a train instead which is very scenic as it passes through some beautiful countryside and coastline along the way although it does stop at every hole in the hedge and therefore takes four hours to get to Thurso instead of three for the bus (or two and a half if you just drive your own car!) The journey from London to Thurso ended up taking about 12 hours - that's halfway to Australia!
Anyway, it was worth it as I had such a lovely time and my sister, as always, spoiled me rotten and Skye slept on my bed every night which I just loved. She's settled in to city life perfectly and is utterly adored and spoiled and gets walked for miles every day around all the many parks along the Thames where my sister lives!
|Skye, Audrey and me|
|Skye looking adorable|
We went to see Anastacia play in the court yard in Hampton Court Palace - a great venue and such a powerful voice for such a tiny woman!
|Anastacia at Hampton Court Palace|
|The view from our seats|
|A wee picnic in the palace grounds before the concert|
Anyway, art. This is a painting I finished just before I went to London but didn't get round to taking any photos or blogging it.
I'd just gotten some new canvasses in different sizes and this longer thinner one was perfect for this seascape. It was inspired by Melvich beach on dull, grey day when, despite how dreich it was, there was a wonderful reflection of the cliffs on the wet sand with the sky reflected in other puddles of sea water along the beach. Although nature's palette that day was really quite subdued I decided to make my interpretation much more vibrant.
Thanks as always for popping by. I'll leave you with this perfect little sign I found on a bench I'd sat on while waiting with Skye for my sister to pop into a shop in Kingston - I'd chosen the seat specifically because it faced away from the main shopping throng so the sign seemed most appropriate!