It’s turned into a beautiful day. But I’m not going out to sketch as I’ve had a very painful knee for several days. I’m using some treatments that are working and it feels much better today. But I don’t want to push it too much. I’ve walked about 10 miles already this week and it got worse. So a couple days of rest are in order.
Thus, I’m still painting from photos. This is from one I took in 1978 in County Galway, Ireland showing a rainbow over fields with dry stone walls. I’m trying out a pad of 5×7 inch Fabriano 140# hot press paper. I didn’t think I liked hot press. But I did enjoy painting on this.
During the academic year of 1977-1978, I studied in England, at Leeds. During that time I took 2 trips to Ireland.
One was a backpacking trip in December during which I stayed in Youth Hostels and traveled with another student. On the ferry from England to Ireland I was questioned aggressively by the police about whether I was carrying anything for someone, why I was going to Ireland (asked several times in different ways), whether I knew anyone in Ireland, etc. This was during the height of the “troubles” in Ireland. I was dressed in my hiking (walking, in British English) rain jacket, jeans, boots and carrying a backpack.
The second time was with my mother in the spring. I was better dressed and using a suitcase as we would be renting a car. I was also with my (then) 67 year old mother. Not a single question was asked of me when we boarded the ferry. That’s what I call profiling!
And our rental red Ford Fiesta was broken into while parked at night on the street. The B&B owner said the IRA liked to steal that kind of car to use as a car bomb. Oh, great, now they tell us!