This is my sixth visit to Lundy Island. I love it. It is like a tiny piece of Dartmoor surrounded by epic granite cliffs. It is quiet and very, very dark at night. I enjoy that we have very little mobile phone reception, only two farm vehicles and that all the lights go off at midnight. The skies are incredible, you can lay on the grassy cliff edge and watch the sun set and then watch all the stars emerge. With a limited number of people staying on the island each week it feels extremely wild and remote.
As I have drawn and painted here many times before I was keen to capture the place in alternative ways this time. I usually leave the camera behind so that I have to make all of my notes in the sketchbook or directly onto canvas and paper. This time I only used the camera for the first few days.
The signs of weathering and erosion are evident everywhere, rust, paint chippings, rocks smoothed by the sea and plants shaped by the wind.