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Monthly Archives: September 2020
Plas Mawr and Vermeer
I have always loved the simple interiors depicted by the Old Masters of 17th C Holland. In pictures such as Vermeer’s famous “Milkmaid” the way the gentle daylight from the window brings out the rich colours and vivid detail of … Continue reading
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Castles and Sandpipers
It’s an anomaly. A little walled town built by the English King Edward 1st at the narrowest point of the Conwy estuary and inhabited by English settlers as an outpost to supress the rebellious Welsh. For the visitor, the position … Continue reading
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Ynyslas Beach
The name means either “blue” or “green island”, and reminds us that other times and other languages could see colour distinctions differently. In Welsh “glas” refers to the colours of nature, of the sky, the sea and the grass. Think … Continue reading
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Limekilns and a Kingfisher
My feet are dangling over the cliff edge while I eat a snack and drink coffee from a flask. Eight metres below is the stony foreshore of Cardigan Bay. Way out to sea the patchy sunlight catches the luminous white … Continue reading
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