Some places live long in the memory. In a corner of East Sussex is the remarkable cinque port of Rye and on the lonely marshes of Winchelsea, Camber Castle which is the subject of this watercolour.
The track leads to the lonely castle now marooned a mile from the sea courtesy of the movement of the coastline over the centuries. Cetti’s warblers shout in the hollows and Green Woodpeckers laugh in the woods. A brooding sky threatens rain.
Watercolour on paper, 40x28cm