something quitedifferentfrom the jurassic cliffs yesterday...light as a feather... which reminds me of Hildegarde von Bingen, the C 13th mystic who prayed that she might be like a feather on the breath of God... quite something from a lady who seemsto have been quite powerful in her day...

oil on canvas : Janet Driver painted with a palette knife after walking along these rugged cliffs in Dorset a few years ago...This was an experiment to see how paint could be applied with thick layers of texture by using a palette knife rather than a brush to give the feel of ancient layers of rock and grassy tussocks catching the sunlight... then I tried using the same method on the sea pouring into this cove and splashing up in waves that must have worn down the surface over centuries...however did these cliffs survive ? and how long before the waves break through the cave, leaving an archway into the sea?

from a walk along West Quay this looked such fun with several pots on top of one another...

Can you imagine the artist deciding to be tied to the mast of this ship in order to immerse himself in the experience of a snowstorm before painting this picture ? It has stopped snowing just at the moment and the sun is shining on odd shapes formed by the snow, making it look really beautiful despite the cold...I'm not at all sure I would like to be in the centre of a blizzard, but I do like this painting for cunjoring up the feeling of being in a snowstorm at sea so brilliantly...