Diary of an Adventure

Harbour Town Adventures

Tummy Roll

Oil on Canvas 76cmx102cm

My cycle was a tad adventurous with baboons all over the red-bridge. A few moved out the way, while the rest seemed content to watch me pass below where they were sitting on the top of the structure, and even those on the side seemed nonplussed. Think my time along the single-track was a personal best! Heading up towards Phantom, there was a bang from the back wheel. I thought I had hit something, however it was a broken spoke. Slow ride back to Bespoked.

Yacht Club seemed like a good spot to watch the sunset and get something to eat. It was beautiful, if somewhat noisier than I expected. The reflections in the water, magical.

Stopped messing about with the portrait of the young dancer. The bottom part of the painting a tad bothersome. An artist from Canada stopped past the studio to watch me work. He suggested that I should try using ‘stand-oil’ over my completed portraits to bring increased focused to the area of the face.

With the weather closing in I moved paintings about the place, bringing out a different collection. Not sure why so much blood should have been involved!

Short jog along the cobbled path before heading to Hugh and Clare for dinner. My Achilles still a tad sensitive after the long run on Monday. No magic blue tape needed though.

Their menu, from the Spring Taste magazine, delicious. A tuna and avo, ‘kikkoman poke bowl’, main course after a artichoke-and-olive bake starter (Hugh’s work), served with an unusual Sauvignon Blanc from Fryers Cove. Excellent. Grilled halloumi and tomato salad with blueberries squeezed in after the starter. Strawberry butter biscuits with that last glass of wine before rushing to get through the curfew gate.

img_3252Donations at the Tuesday movies raised R1,675.00 for KAWS.

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