At The Going Down Of The Sun
Normally I try to create bright happy paintings but for reasons beyond my control that is not the mood I was feeling when I began to paint this morning. Nevertheless this painting arrived on the canvas and it does make me feel content and pleased that this is what happened.
I walk often along the coastal path, at other times I run along it. My love of this part of the world is such that I find myself walking it at all kinds of hours of the night. IN the late evening there always comes a magical 15 minutes or so when everything takes on a very different hue. I walked the path the other night and the dark colours seemed to whisper to me. I have tried so hard to recreate the feeling of that moment I hope I have in some small way.