Three weeks older, white tipped wings stronger every day, the Queens Park cygnets may soon be on their way.
Sometimes it’s tricky to know when to stop working on a painting. In this one, less may have been more.
Second time around, maybe it was about right.
Despite all appearances, paddle boarding is faster than painting.
The cygnets in Queens Park were on a weed feeding frenzy today. The occasional stretch revealed the first splash of white wing-tips.
Pen and Cob about to ward off the geese.
Expensive, delicious and slightly damp from the pouring rain! 
A beautiful afternoon sketching and being tutted at for hogging the ‘sunny’ bench. It’s not ‘art’ if you don’t suffer. 
Eat a pasty bigger than your head, then walk the Lizard Peninsula. Freehand sketching optional.
Asparagus Island and The Bellows
Mullion Cove
This ridiculously windy spot at the base of Castle Hill nature reserve, marks the spot where Standean bottom meets Falmer bottom meets Balsdean bottom. 
We have to find small pleasures where we can.
A busy afternoon in Queens Park, Brighton as Luke Jerram’s Museum of the moon lands on the pond. Sooo cool!
If only the 19th century Old Operating Theatre wasn’t sound proofed, someone may have heard the screams of the ghostly un-anesthetised female patients sooner. Then this little gem wouldn’t have lain hidden in a church attic, lost, alone and probably a bit stinky, for almost 100 years.
Well worth a visit, particularly for the talks, beware… there will be gorey details! Hand washing optional.
Did you know that 30mph winds whipping your ankles on the open air viewing deck of London’s Shard, can induce spontaneous anxiety-fueled sketching…
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