Commissioned digital drawing I finished two or three weeks ago. These are the Sole Bay Swimmers – this is Lisa, foreground, and Debbie, background, who asked me to do this picture for her friend.
On Friday I drove down to Poole, to swim in the sea with the lovely ladies – and two gentlemen – from Beyond the Blue. The weather came out to play, too. Used to the silty Bristol channel, the greeny-see-through waves were a delight. Late November, and we splashed about in the waves like it was high summer. Except, of course, for the quantity of woolly hats and scarves that appeared afterwards… but then again, this is England: woolly hats are hardly ever out of fashion.
Clevedon, early yesterday morning. These were the colours of our swim, and they were beautiful. Soft, muted blues, yellows and greys, and the smoky Welsh hills just across the other side, because this is the Bristol Channel, this is the colour that it is, and it’s better to see the beauty in what you have got, than to complain that elsewhere people have blue water to swim in. My swimming companions seemed also to have chosen their colours to match the scene. All except me, who had on a bright red had and a bright orange float. I haven’t put me in: I clashed!
(Next year’s swimming calendars still selling by the way, but more than three quarters sold or reserved)