Throughout my childhood my family had owned a boat. My Father took navigation night school classes and avidly planned trips along the English South coast .We often sailed across the channel to France and Holland. It was a small rather slow boat and we usually hugged the coast where possible, taking most of a day to get from one port to another. It could be very boring and we would read or catch fish. I would draw the passing views. This far out from the coast, the sea and the sky were split by a thin but complicated strip of land. The cliffs are dark and the fields a vivid green divided by long lines of hedgerow. In 1974 my parents bought a house in a Cornish village on the South Coast. My sister helped me paint such a scene on a wall in one of the bedrooms. The wall was just painted blue but was split by the greens and browns of the coast at about chest height. We had to draw the scene over lumpy wallpaper but the effect was quite realistic, and made a nice view from the bed
Throughout my childhood my family had owned a boat. My Father took navigation night school classes and avidly planned trips along the English South coast .We often sailed across the channel to France and Holland. It was a small rather slow boat and we usually hugged the coast where possible, taking most of a day to get from one port to another. It could be very boring and we would read or catch fish. I would draw the passing views. This far out from the coast, the sea and the sky were split by a thin but complicated strip of land. The cliffs are dark and the fields a vivid green divided by long lines of hedgerow. In 1974 my parents bought a house in a Cornish village on the South Coast. My sister helped me paint such a scene on a wall in one of the bedrooms. The wall was just painted blue but was split by the greens and browns of the coast at about chest height. We had to draw the scene over lumpy wallpaper but the effect was quite realistic, and made a nice view from the bed
