Looking at these photos you need to add a soundtrack of gulls and shags and wind. I came here several times, sketching in different mediums, struggling against tendency to straighten and shorten the ‘leg’. Most mornings I had it to myself. At low tide you can walk almost to the rock without getting your feet wet. One afternoon, at high tide, there were three women who swam out to it, without wetsuits.
To the left of the next photo 
Low tide 
First time trying my tin of chunky graphite sticks 
Oil pastel 
Acrylic ink 
Watercolour and acrylic ink 
Negative space with acrylic ink
I like the negative space one… and the oil pastels too. The rock rather reminds me of an elephant; probably because of my
African background where braaivleis and boeremusiek are in swing and not chamber music.