Filey Brigg Charcoal
Filey Brigg is a long narrow peninsula at the end of Filey bay in North Yorkshire and is a Site of Special Scientific Interest.
It must be forty years since I have visited and it holds very happy memories for me. I'm sure my love and fascination with the sea originates from the times as a child when I used to spend many a happy hour ferreting about in the rock pools which are exposed at low tide or watching the waves crash over the harbour walls in nearby Bridlington. We would usually be making a visit to my grandparents who lived in a small village on the Yorkshire Wolds near the quaintly named locales of Wetwang and Thwing.
I have vivid memories of the Brigg during the heatwave of 1876 when we had an invasion of ladybirds and the rocks were completely carpeted in seething masses of them.
I made my way to the end of the cliffs expecting to make the steep and precarious descent down to the rocks below, but of course this is the era of rule by the Health and Safety Police and that avenue of enjoyment has now, sadly, been denied. Probably just as well as I would undoubtedly arrived on the rocks just a little sooner than planned! So faced with a sign warning of imminent death, being the incurable conformist that I am, I retraced my steps and made my way down the all too sensible steps.
So to the image. I processed a photo taken from the cliff top and on reflection I felt it would make a good charcoal drawing, so here is my lame attempt at recreating it. Personally I think it looks like a dragons tail emerging from the sea which by absolute coincidence links to the legend which states that the rocks of the Brigg were the bones of a dragon, which terrorized the area but was outsmarted by the townsfolk, who drowned it when it dived into the sea to wash parkin (a Yorkshire cake) from between its teeth. I always suspected us Yorkshire folk were a bit weird, although I am pleased to note that dragons are diligent creatures when it comes to dental health!
As I'm being all nostalgic, albeit in a conformist sort of way, here's a classic track from the past.
Filey Brigg Charcoal
Filey Brigg is a long narrow peninsula at the end of Filey bay in North Yorkshire and is a Site of Special Scientific Interest.
It must be forty years since I have visited and it holds very happy memories for me. I'm sure my love and fascination with the sea originates from the times as a child when I used to spend many a happy hour ferreting about in the rock pools which are exposed at low tide or watching the waves crash over the harbour walls in nearby Bridlington. We would usually be making a visit to my grandparents who lived in a small village on the Yorkshire Wolds near the quaintly named locales of Wetwang and Thwing.
I have vivid memories of the Brigg during the heatwave of 1876 when we had an invasion of ladybirds and the rocks were completely carpeted in seething masses of them.
I made my way to the end of the cliffs expecting to make the steep and precarious descent down to the rocks below, but of course this is the era of rule by the Health and Safety Police and that avenue of enjoyment has now, sadly, been denied. Probably just as well as I would undoubtedly arrived on the rocks just a little sooner than planned! So faced with a sign warning of imminent death, being the incurable conformist that I am, I retraced my steps and made my way down the all too sensible steps.
So to the image. I processed a photo taken from the cliff top and on reflection I felt it would make a good charcoal drawing, so here is my lame attempt at recreating it. Personally I think it looks like a dragons tail emerging from the sea which by absolute coincidence links to the legend which states that the rocks of the Brigg were the bones of a dragon, which terrorized the area but was outsmarted by the townsfolk, who drowned it when it dived into the sea to wash parkin (a Yorkshire cake) from between its teeth. I always suspected us Yorkshire folk were a bit weird, although I am pleased to note that dragons are diligent creatures when it comes to dental health!
As I'm being all nostalgic, albeit in a conformist sort of way, here's a classic track from the past.