I walk along the coast every day. Come home at dusk. When I walk I see the sky for hours. Magnificence thundering above while I focus on the path ahead. The pictures taken by my side never never ever ever capture it. I determined to capture it. I stopped and watched, imprinted it in my mind’s eye. When I got home it flowed out. It flowed onto the brush before it was lost in the night .
Richard Claremont - artist. A peek into my studio. How I think. How I paint. How I run my art business. Bite sized daily chunks of goodness. Just me talking aloud, really. Join me for a chat over a cuppa.
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