Painting a much calmer scene than there actually was at the Pont du Diable in Languedoc, France. Whilst the family settled down to swim and sunbathe I used paper for this because I thought we could move at anytime and I knew it was going to be rushed. After all it turned out I was going to have more time but the sense of urgency really aided the process. I must try more rapid paintings.
You’ll have to take my word for it but blimey it was bright. Dazzled by the brightness of the light and the almost complete removal of colour here I sat to tackle it in oil pastel. I have a problem I wish to address when it comes to bright light and colour. Although the bushes here are clearly green too often, I find myself over using colour. In this sketch I battled through the heat and light to represent what I saw I probably went too far the other way. It’s a useful study, despite the final piece being somewhat uninteresting in composition.
Got a couple of sittings in between tourism and wedding during a holiday in Italy a couple of months back. Our apartment in the city walls of Ostuni meant I only had to walk down the stairs and turn round to find a spot to draw. There’s so much to draw here it warrants another return