Monday morning, back in studio. All friends have returned to the Eastern Shore and only had one broken arm. Not bad considering some were flirting too close to the edge on those Irish cliffs.

Time to reflect on travels and get back to work.
Spent most of the rainy day working on transfer drawings of the Burren. Those rock walls really got to me. Not only for what they represented about living in this landscape but how they are so visual haunting and beautiful.


Pretty obvious that my paintings were effected by my travels too. Got back on the beach in the afternoon. The rocks became the emphasis.