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North Berwick and Dunbar – an almost wordless post

image showing sunny harbour in Dunbar

sheltered and sunny Dunbar harbour

This post will have to remain almost wordless as it’s really just an excuse to show some pictures of North Berwick and Dunbar. Ours was such a whirlwind trip that there was sadly no time to linger with my paintbox in any of the beautiful locations we visited, but they were certainly inspiring.

Since our return from Scotland I have been painting on the hill once more in the cold March evening light but I will save that for my next post. Now that the clocks have jumped forward an hour there should be increasing opportunities to roam around on the fells capturing the brightness and shadows in paint.

view of Dunbar shoreline and boats

scudding clouds and leaning boats at Dunbar

Dunbar waves photo

waves pounding Dunbar

Dunbar harbour photo

the searing blue of Dunbar harbour

boats at Dunbar

Dunbar boat trio posing for their photo

North Berwick wooden man

a rather quiet resident of North Berwick

North Berwick bench on the green

gentleman and his dog at North Berwick

North Berwick and Bass Rock, evening

farewell to North Berwick as the light fades and the Bass Rock prepares to set sail

Finding peace in Scottish fields, composition and light, and a friendly Rock

Tantallon castle and Bass Rock

the Bass Rock seems to have sneaked past the castle

In a field near the sea in Scotland I found the breathtaking clear blue light that only ever seems to exist in the east. As I was staying there, in a small wooden house, there was plenty of opportunity to take in the sunlit views all around. In the flat landscape everything became a simple composition. Every ploughed field added texture and a ruddy brown colour, while the clouds contributed movement as they whipped past. The Bass Rock, an enormous sculpture created by Nature, and Tantallon, an ancient weathered castle which seemed to be halfway back to its life as mere rock, jutted up from the horizon, moving as we moved and seeming to follow us on our walks, even swapping places from time to time.

view of Bass Rock through window

the Bass Rock, faithful companion, seen through the window

From first thing in the morning the Bass Rock greeted us through the window. It then insisted on accompanying us when we went to the beach.

Bass Rock photo

silvery light on the Bass Rock

It would always start the day on the left of the castle, forming an important part of the balanced picture made up of rock, castle, sky, sea and crumbled earth.

view of Bass Rock and castle across fields

the view: fields, sea, Bass Rock and castle

The castle always started the day on the right of the Rock, watching us grandly from its position across the fields.

distant castle seen beyond field and hedge

hedge, cloud, castle, field and rock: a composition in browns and blues

The fields seemed to create their own artworks as they laid out furrows, stone walls and splashes of colour in pleasing arrangements.

photo of field, tree and distant red roof

red roof composition

Maybe because I spend all my time in the hills I found the flat landscape extremely restful and enjoyed the way something small, such as a single cloud moving into place, or walking a few steps along a lane could change the view so dramatically, framing a different picture.

ghostly view of Tantallon castle

the castle looking ghostly

Bass Rock and beach rock composition

Bass Rock and shore rock