Cornwall’s countryside hasn’t changed in centuries. In few places farm fields still have divisions formed throughout the Iron Age and are preserved to this day. The feeling that you are on earth as it was created never leaves you, when you’re staring into the sea from a coastal path. Also I haven’t seen such beautiful wild flowers anywhere else on the South coast (though I haven’t travelled very much). They are so soft and tender.
Here are some pictures from our second week in West Cornwall.
A6, 12x24cm and 17x24cm albums, watercolours and occasional markers use on paper.
Wild flowers of Cornwall. Cloggy, St Ives
Porthmeor beach, A6.
Portheras, nr Pendeen
Granny’s garden, St Ives.
Sunset over Cloggy’s rocks
Twilight hour on Smeaton’s pier, St Ives
Godrevy lighthouse from the Island, St Ives
St Michael’s Mount, nr Penzance
Grey day in St Ives
Carn Galver mine
I’m a month behind to publish this post, but it’s better late than never.
We spent two weeks in St Ives, Cornwall, at the beginning of August. My husband grew up there and we go for holidays to this blessed place every year. Those of you, who have been watching Poldark, know how breathtakingly beautiful it is. For some reason, I never knew how to paint it all these years before and used to just enjoy the views and the air and the space as an average tourist. But this year, something opened up and I couldn’t stop painting. 2-3 pictures every day.
Watching the season 3 of Poldark, mentioned above, also filled this place for me with live history and charm and that Drake/Morwenna romance couldn’t get out of my heart.
So here are some pictures from the holidays. Watercolours on paper. I painted small – from A6, 12x24cm and 17x24cm albums.
…to be continued..
Porthmeor beach. Our first evening in St Ives
Lelant from the Island, St Ives
View from Ben’s brother’s bedroom
The Island from Cloggy
Botallack mine engines
Porthmeor, St Ives
Sofia on Godrevy beach