And similarly, this piece by Timmy Mallett captures the remote atmosphere on Dungeness when he passed through this spring on his cycling circumnavigation of Britain;
‘Big Skies on Romney Marsh
I am surprised when pedalling through the Marsh just how massive it is. There's an immensity about this landscape that haunts us. I can feel how authors are inspired by its melting horizons.
As the afternoon progressed, the chill March wind picked up and the sun was partly obscured by a gathering cloud front. The sparse trees along the lanes are blown by the prevailing Westerlies into rugged shapes. I didn't expect to see this on the Kent and Sussex border.
I painted this water colour using my great Daler Downey travel kits of colours dropped into wet paper. As it started to dry dabbed at it with a dry cloth.
And similarly, this piece by Timmy Mallett captures the remote atmosphere on Dungeness when he passed through this spring on his cycling circumnavigation of Britain;
‘Big Skies on Romney Marsh
I am surprised when pedalling through the Marsh just how massive it is. There's an immensity about this landscape that haunts us. I can feel how authors are inspired by its melting horizons.
As the afternoon progressed, the chill March wind picked up and the sun was partly obscured by a gathering cloud front. The sparse trees along the lanes are blown by the prevailing Westerlies into rugged shapes. I didn't expect to see this on the Kent and Sussex border.
I painted this water colour using my great Daler Downey travel kits of colours dropped into wet paper. As it started to dry dabbed at it with a dry cloth.
No lanes
No directions
Just big skies‘
https://www.mallettspallette.co.uk/storiesblog/big-skies
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