Plein air, oil on board apprx. 15 x 20cm
After what seems like weeks of still, calm seas, the wind picked up yesterday and, for the moment at least, the sea has regained some interest. Standing at the end of a rocky promontory overlooking Porth Nanven, waiting for the incoming tide to sweep over the rocks below, the evidence of the harshness of life on the edge is everywhere: the scattered remains of a seagull here, fish vertebrae littered in the rock crevices there. This is the only place close to sea level where part of the Brissons can be seen peeking out from behind Cape Cornwall. Later in the year when the Atlantic storms arrive it will be impossible to paint from this spot.