In Brighton, in a hotel called Artist Residence, who kindly gave me a room to basically do what I feel with...well...to decorate with my artwork to be specific.
Arrived in the afternoon with the speed of light...the room was not ready as the train journey was unexpectedly quick (well, the world is full of surprises when you do not pay attention to the info provided by train companies...:)..)
So I was sent off to explore the town what lead to about 50 snaps in my camera, some sunset on the beach footage in the can and a hot dog and a latte overlooking the seagulls and the pebbles...
The only time I was in Brighton before was for a party, age 18. Not much recollection there, only that Vanessa and I hitch-hiked from Bournemouth to Brighton and back for a weekend...:)very blurry memories...
I spent couple of hours walking, now I am sketching and tomorrow the painting begins...
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