The landscape painter momentarily inhabits the picture; alongside easel, brushes, paint, he becomes part of the scenery. I observe his eyes sharp with concentration, and the movements of brush, knife or pencil. There are also pauses, when listening to crashing waves distracts me, while I patiently wait for the next gesture or stance, framing the moment.
The fresh air is invigorating and we lose track of time focused on capturing (me) and displaying (him) the subtle relationship between creator and work of art.
I walk around noticing the surrounding colours and compositions, inspired perhaps by the subject that brought us here in the first place.
Our timings are not exactly in sync, but I surrender and find a spot to sit down, my own mind wondering away from the scene. I spot a sailing boat in the distance, while my eyes go in search of that peregrine falcon we both encountered recently on these shores.
Painting plein air, Watch Rock, Dorset
Painting plein air, Worbarrow Bay, Dorset
Painting plein air, Dancing Ledge, Dorset