Welcome to Postcards from Pembrokeshire (Day 6)
Today's Postcard: "Three Duck Eggs"
Dry and just enough beach for a now completely recovered Watson and a barkingly-happy CJ at 7am, all seemed well. Ably accompanied by the lovely collie Baggins and his human Naomi, plus Truffle (loopy young Labrador) et al. But the weather then "came in" at lunchtime. So a still life day. Duck eggs. White but not white, not duck egg blue either. Growing up on a smallholding somewhere near Narberth I've got lots of previous with all kinds of eggs and their ducks. White they aint. Quack they don't. Respectively.
Art college killed eggs for me. Drawing exercises: graphite, cartridge paper, draw an egg, tones only. I wanted to be Alberto Giacometti with existential angst, furrowed brow and shambling slacks...but I'm a tad older now and I like eggs, especially these that a chap sells via a local garden centre. Scrambled in butter and black pepper, quick and gooey.
So, accompanied (on youtube) by, for starters King Curtis' sublime version of Procol's "Whiter Shade of Pale" (then, main course: Aretha with KC singing Si & Garf's "Bridge Over...", followed by cheese board: "Memphis Soul Stew" by the same KC. You try painting slowly to this stuff...poor Watson was trying to lie on my tapping feet.
Paint: lots of Titanium white (annoyingly slow drying); Ultramarine, Permanent Mauve, Permanent Green Light. Underpainting done with my Ritec Red (courtesy of James' soil from Trefloyne).
Brush: Size 2 filbert, size 2 round bristle. And Jewson's finest for the underpainting.
Hope you like it.