North Uist and big skies.

Well, this is a little bit embarrassing. A customer who had bought this print asked me where exactly this scene is, so I hunted through my diary and also the series of pics on which the painting is based. And I couldn't quite pin it down. I know we were north-bound for the ferry to Harris that spring day and it was near the end of the journey, but even with Google street view I couldn't quite match it up.

Still, I think it says 'North Uist'...you know, all that stuff about big skies and scattered dwellings set in the rolling green. (I have barely stopped myself going on about the interplay of sea-loch and land as well...it's so hard to give up when you've been a tourism material copywriter for years.)

The original work was done on a Hahnemuhle textured paper; actually the last sheet as I had so much trouble spelling the brand (so many aitches) and got to preferring smooth paper anyway as per Arches and Daler Rowney. As this was done a few years back I have now forgotten the medium - watercolour by the look of it.

Still, it worked out, as this is a steady seller. I blame the oystercatchers as much as the big skies. It's all very peaceful.