Scratching the surface

I’m working small to begin with. Old scraps of hardboard, sealed with PVA. I’m painting with watery acrylics and charcoals and chalks, just moving tones around on the surface. Drawing with a very restricted palate. The inspiration is the Boyne Estuary. I revisited it for the book on Lighthouses and was surprised at how visceral and personal the area felt to me. I spent countless days as a kid amongst the marram grass and the faintly alien little lighthouses perched amongst the dunes. The Maiden Tower stood like a kid friendly Eye of Sauron amongst the scattered houses, beacons and lights. Unfortunately, climbing to the top is out of bounds these days.