on a trip to Tavira, a sleepy, salty, town..
on a very hot afternoon..
whist on a river cruise he spies..
a pair of old wooden fishing boats..
sunk into the mud..
in the river estuary..
these two above..
are a small oil on canvas..
he usually paints the boats in gouache..
TURNER
painted many boats and marine images..
but no-one calls Turner..
a marine artist..
the artist in residence is just having fun.with one of his many Muses..
he does not see the sadness..
of the passing on of the beautiful wooden boats..
he only loves them..




