Wednesday was another beautiful day. Officially I had the day off but I had to go to the office to catch up with paperwork and phone calls. Afterwards I ran up towards the north face of Ben Nevis to paint a sketch. It was actually hot ! Sitting on a rock splashing paint on paper surrounded by the most majestic views imaginable I felt I was in heaven. The north face of the Ben is truly dramatic the hidden dark but fascinating side to a well known mountain.It is a confusion of crags and corries and a magnet for ice climbers in the winter.I could have spent hours sketching but I had a long run home and had agreed to meet Helen half way.
The picture is a bit of a muddle and I cannot guarantee that every patch of snow is in the right place. However I know that in years to come if I look at the sketch I will be able to recall exactly the details of a wonderful afternoon in the sun. This is the essence of sketching- laying down memories. I've written diaries before but words are not nearly as evocative as pictures regardless of how rushed and sketchy that picture is.
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| The North Face of Ben Nevis |
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