A head full of memories when making this lotus on the sand. I did this drawing on the beach on my return from Wales on my way back to London. I spent several hours along the coast to find the perfect place to make a last fresco before my departure and take advantage of the low tide. I then discovered this cove accessible only by the sea bypassing the rocks or by a small narrow passage through the rocks, which led to the beach by which it was possible to go down to there. I then decided to redo a fresco, which I had done when I started, but which had not been highlighted as I would have liked at the time. Like a beach gardener, I then started planting this lotus in this magnificent landscape where I was alone in the world. I had just left Marc Treanor, a beach artist too, whom I greatly admired and with whom I therefore gave myself the means to spend a few days. A great man whose meeting will be forever etched in my memory. For the record, I thought I was going to sleep in this cove! The tide came in faster than I expected and there was too much water to get around the rocks with the drone on my back and the rakes in hand. So I tried the passage through the rocks, but not without risks, because a jump of 1.50m separate me on the other side. With the equipment in hand, it was not easy, but since I am telling you these words, everything went well!
