The novelty of being able to go up to the mountains whenever I feel like it, still hasn’t worn off. This year has found me spending long periods of time just sitting with my back against a rock or standing stone, often with eyes closed, soaking it all up.
I have been moved by the sounds that surround me whilst I sit or walk under the imposing skylines of these wild Welsh landscapes. Soughing wind through the grasses and bracken; the ‘chatting’ of the stonechats or the wheatears when they warn others of my presence; the lyrical song of the skylarks; the plaintive bleat of sheep, and the whistling cries of the buzzards and kites surround me.
Working directly onto prepared sketchbook pages, I have been enjoying sketching the shape and colour of sounds with expressive marks and a more vibrant palette. Using large tools on these small spaces has enabled me to capture the spontaneity of movement and feeling, to convey the freedom of the wilderness, and the joy it brings.