I admit it, I'm becoming nearly as fixated on the clouds above North Uist as I am with drawing North Uist itself. Finding them utterly transfixing, I'm absorbing the way they move with the winds and tides. The colours as the sun sets are mesmerising and seem to seep in as I work the pastels into the paper.
Last night I concentrated higher in the sky as the space directly above the islands was thick and foggy and I reckoned it would be difficult to pick up the light. So this one is drawn from the higher, less formed clouds. Wispy patches of colour that are subtly connected but not heavily formed.
This evening, for the first time I heard an artist vocalise (Trici Venola - Savvy Painter Podcast - savvypainter.com) what it's like to absorb the mood and being of the subject one is drawing or painting. I've felt that for as long as I can remember and it was so good to hear someone else say they experienced it too. Just a bit of long-distance connection of a spirit sometimes makes all the difference :)