About a week before the first Covid19 Lockdown began in Wales, Husb and I took a walk down to the West Pier at the mouth of the River Tawe – Abertawe in Welsh and also the indigenous name of Swansea. It had recently been wrecked in a ferocious storm so of course, I had to have a scribble. I used conté crayon in black, white and sanguine into a spiral bound sketchbook.
The damage was really serious but before any repairs could be started, the Pandemic hit and that was it for most of the next 2 years.
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