Progress on Shetland

Have been working in my studio since I got back to Shetland, and have several paintings on the go… not working very large since I have to get them back home and then framed fast, ready for a solo show at the Stour Gallery, Warwickshire. 

Here's one that is just about finished:
Untitled  oil in board

Friday 17th Awoke to the sound of strong wind (well not that strong for Shetland), and having consulted first the magic seaweed website and deciding that I was still useless at reading weather maps, I then phoned an friend for expert advise (thanks Kristi), who said - go south to the end of the island.  Sumburgh - where the roar of the modern world meets the rawness of nature - the sound of planes soar into the sky above my head while beside me waves roll and pound the shoreline. Waiting in the queue of cars while the planes taxi along the airstrip I could see the sea breaking over the walls of the runway.

Walked out past Grutness harbour, where the boat to Fair Isles docks - a trip that most passengers emerge from shaking and a bad shade of green - I trekked down to the end of the spit of land, gulls and terns wheeling and screaming overhead, along with the occasional plane. Found a spot to sit and paint, but having left it late in the day, the threatened rain soon appeared and although persisting for a while, I finally had to admit defeat and instead went in search of puffins. 

Grutness, oil on board
So I only managed to paint one board, which, by the time I left ,was covered in rain and sea water. I guess it was worth getting so wet. 

The puffins were more accommodating..