Husb and I went walking up the mountains a few weeks ago, to Llyn y Fan Fach on Bannau Brycheiniog where I did some fairly detailed work with pastels onto painted paper. But before I started on the bigger pieces, I did a couple of hasty scribbles into my tiny leatherbound sketchbook, to work out what was there in front of me. And then I forgot about them! Here they are. They’re an important part of my arts practice, analysing what’s going on.
They’re very basic, minimalist, but they capture quickly the essential features that need to be recorded. The lake is the site of a Welsh famous legend … here.
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