March 14th. I was tired this afternoon and it was gone 4pm before I managed to get the gear out. I took the van round to a favourite spot at the far end of Mangrove Bay, opting not to cycle there. I find that fatigue sometimes works in my favour. Being a Gemini, when I’m firing on all cylinders there can be a situation where two artists are busy giving too much input and throwing an excess of enthusiasm into what is a measured, if inspirational, process. One look and I knew it was a sky day. Interesting silver and gold effects were unfolding with the lowering of the sun. With the familiar view and the weariness self-regulating the amount of data being processed in my mind, I was able to see clearly and work efficiently. Much of the superfluous detail is edited out already. I added the gesture of a red hull that wasn’t there to the smattering of boats that were bobbing off by the distant shoreline. It was tempting to start another piece as the excitement of creating and recording the feel of the day energised me. I’m glad I didn’t though. The light changed to a light soaked ocean as the low sun found its way through the skudding clouds and I would have been caught between two different paintings had I continued on. There is always tomorrow…and the day after…and the day after that!