Mist cleared slowly, shapes emerged gradually, preceded by the noise of oyster catchers and fog horns. Always there are dogs and their owners!
I've been drawing and painting for as long as I can remember;in that sense it is part of who Iam , in my soul. Only when I 've tried drawing something or someone do I sense that I know what I have seen. This blog I hope illustrates what I mean.
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