The last week of the Christmas holiday was grim and grey, but the forecast for the last weekend looked suddenly bright and cold. We all bundled in the car to the East coast in search of some Whitby air to blow the Christmas cobwebs away. I always think that the last minute trips are the best kind. No expectation. No plans. Everything is a bonus.
I love winter light on the sea. That spectacular cloud is a hail storm heading in our direction…
After a night in the youth hostel (where the kids were thrilled because they ALL got a top bunk) we spent Sunday in Robin Hoods Bay.
I’ve painted a new little piece, called ‘Gulls’ I think:
I sat far too close to the edge of the cliff to take photos for this. I made everyone nervous, especially me.
This is going to the Inspired By Gallery at the North York Moors Visitors Centre in February, as part of their Dark Skies exhibition.