Rushing stream through a wooded valley on the edge of Dartmoor. coloured pencil and Rotring art pen in moleskine sketchbook
The edge of Dartmoor, a stream tumbling down through a wooded valley, coloured pencil and Rotring Art Pen in Moleskine sketchbook
We'd been exploring up on the bleak high moors, which I love, small herds of wild ponies and sheep, stunted trees and rocky crags, narrow roads and ancient stone bridges. Now we were at the edge of the moor - lush wooded valleys, streams the colour of whisky tumbling over rocks on their way to the sea - equally lovely in a very very different way. I stopped to catch the dappled sunlight on this old bridge and the warm amber glow of the peaty water.
It was an incredible tangle of wildflowers and branches, great contrasts of light and dark and not at all easy! so it maybe got a bit overworked.
I think I'll have to do this break in the journey again and paint there more.