Camping in the cork oak plantation recently – I do always find this place rather special, and it was great to be there in the evening and early morning. I did some drawings, and also a scroll of ink rubbings from the many cut stumps where trees have been cut out for some reason. Rubbings are a major part of my work at the moment – particularly of tree stumps and stems. I like the directness of a rubbing – gives a direct recording of the actual shape, size and texture of the object, but also turns it into an ‘image’.
