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Monday, 31 May 2021

Wish I was here ...

I think I've written too much so do feel free to scroll past the ramblings!

I started thinking about this challenge by looking for fences locally and was surprised to discover that there were very few that weren't totally covered by foliage, other than the sterile six foot high panels that appeal to some. So I went off in a different direction and ended up totally overwhelmed by the possibilities offered by political and emotional 'fences'.  Given that this was going on as we endured our second lockdown in England I wasn't able to find a way through the multitude of ideas that presented themselves.

Fortunately, having recently discovered Mylio I'd set myself the task of collating my various on-line photo collections, and whilst that task isn't complete (Will it ever be?) I found my fence as I worked through my holiday photos.

Several years ago we were delighted when my daughter and her husband invited us to join them and their children on their annual holiday in France. (And no, we're not there as free onsite babysitters, it really is a family holiday.) We've rarely travelled out of the UK for our holidays so this was a double adventure and I loved it. 

Until 2020 we've been away to France together every year since and I'm still enthralled by the experience. Spending extended time with the family, the warmth and sunshine, the food and the wine, visiting places I've read about but never thought I'd visit, the food and the wine, the evening sounds, the light, the food and the wine .... you get the idea.
Two things in particular will always stay with me - pinching myself as we walked along the causeway towards the iconic Mont Saint-Michel in Normandy thinking we're here, we're really here shortly after arriving and seeing the beach from the top of the dunes in Brittany which never loses its' appeal.  Time spent on the beach is pretty special and we can usually find somewhere quieter to visit. Our family love the water and beaches become extended sports grounds, why sunbathe when you can play games, fly kites, build castles and play in the waves?

So the photo I've used is typical of the fenced approach to the beaches we've visited. I enjoyed re-creating the image even though my machine has suddenly refused to stitch any more marram grass. I've painted, used Inktense pencils, acrylic paint sticks and stitch to re-create the picture in my head and had a wonderful time, just feeling the sun, listening to the sounds and remembering happy times with the family that I was missing so much.





9 comments:

  1. Ah - France, and the food and the wine!! I too miss it as we've been unable to visit our house in the south west for 18 months now. Your piece beings back many memories, particularly a picnic in the car while looking at the Mont St Michel and watching a travel program filming a piece next to us. You've captured the feel of the path and the beach perfectly. Love it.

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  2. I love the way you have done the fences and your quilt really brings back memories of holidays, but mainly in wet and windy Wales, where I've seen similar scenes. As for the french food and wine, I have the advantage of living here, although as restaurants have been closed, we haven't been able to sqample anything but home made food (not quite so good!)

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  3. Oh, I would love to walk down that very inviting pathway to the beach. It is really cold here at the moment and beach sunshine would be just the ticket. I am really pleased you derived so much pleasure making it thanks to the memories it triggered. I particularly like the grass - very textured looking. And the fence, very realistic sun and wind burnt wood. I hope it isn't too long before you get to enjoy another holiday there. Here's hoping.

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  4. I agree, Amanda, that pathway is so inviting - drawing you on to the promise of the sun, sea and sand. We have spend many seaside holidays in France in Brittany, Normandy and the Vendee. Dianne - remember those langoustines fresh from the sea? The only 'fence' I had was the language barrier. Thanks for reminding me, Linda B.
    Hilary

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  5. Love your creation and the path draws you in towards the beach and the sand. So tempting to run down the path and take a massive sliding jump into the sand. Takes me down memory lane.

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  6. What a beautiful piece of work - it all looks so perfect and so inviting to walk down the pathway to the golden beach. You have brought your wonderful memories to life and I think everything you have worked on this piece is exquisite.

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  7. This is beautifully done Linda. I like how the fence fades a bit and your greenery is just right too. This could be Cape Cod which we've vacationed in a few times. A lovely memory too!

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  8. Can't add more to all the comments . I agree with all of them . A beautiful piece- you must be so pleased with it.

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  9. I'm with Rosemary, can't add anymore to the previous comments including hers. This path is drawing me in, I want to be there.

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