In 2005 whilst developing my arcylic style, I painted this picture during the Solstice. I sold it a few weeks later, so somewhere out there it's hopefully still giving someone pleasure.
And in 2006, as the three photographs show, we found ourselves at the most important place for me in the whole of Britain. I will only say it's a hill fort in Dorset. I found it by accident in 1983 when having a holiday near there, after taking a drive on mid-summers eve. Not knowing where to drive, I can remember driving along what I now know is a Roman Road, and being stopped in my tracks at the beauty of this place. I was the only person there that Midsummers Eve, in total silence apart from the wind off the sea, watching the sun set over the English Channel. A memory I will never forget. For years afterwards I used to come here from the North East to sit on the hill and look at the view.
Enjoy this time of the year, and whatever you do, or don't do, be at one with nature and remember all those people who once also saw the sun rise. Happy Birthday Grandfather wherever you are!! A true Gentleman in all ways.