For some time now I have been working on a watercolour painting of a perch. I laid the keel, so to speak, back in June when I sketched a pencil outline but then the project when on hold during the summer when my “painting room” was occupied by Grandad and I succumbed to a prolonged apathy that seems to afflict everyone here during the height of the summer.

Recently though, when life was simplified by the departure of guests and the sting had come out of the summer heat, I wandered back into Grandad´s room, dug out the perch and continued to work on it.

Water colour painting comes to me in fits and starts. I will do a bit and then leave it, sometimes for only as long as it takes for paint to dry, and other times for a matter of a few days. But there seems to come a time when the fish begins to look vaguely like it is supposed to and there comes a greater incentive to finish it off.

I don´t know if it is finished now. You can tinker with these things until the cows come home but I think it is pretty much complete.

I showed it to my wife and she said she liked it and then I took it over to my neighbour Kay and she told me she liked it too.

And then I took a photo outside on the terrace while the sunlight was nice and bright and decided that I like it also.

Here it is:

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