I made this little pen and watercolour sketch of the view through the castle ramparts at a recent meeting of the Vejer Sketchers.
I have a collection of bones at home, a few of which are on display, including this sheep skull with its barbed wire crown.
I’ve been meaning to draw it for a while and this was the week…
The text translates as “…your poetic essence is still in the neighbourhood…” and is dedicated to a lovely chap from Vejer who lived just round the corner from me and who recently died.
I didn’t know he was ill.
If I had known that his presence was not a ‘for granted’ thing I would have made time to stop and chat over a coffee more often.
His observations were cheery, wise and gentle…his poetry is timelessly mysterious and beautiful.
Encantada de haberte conocido José Luis.