When I was a student I caught a bus to Easington from Paragon Station.

I then had a long walk to the Lighthouse at the tip of Spurn.

I can remember now the excitement of climbing over sand dunes and clumps of sharp edged grasses to reach this solitary guardian.

The sky was blue above me and the sound of the birds was mixed with the crashing waves of the North Sea.

I really felt that I was on the edge of the world where land and water meet.

I did sketches, colour studies and used my camera.

When I finally got home after the long walk back for the last bus from Easington, I put away my record and eventually did this oil painting of my experience.

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