Three weeks in New York: 4. Coney Island

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Pier, Coney Island, oil on card, 15 x 18 cm   AVAILABLE   

I got the trains down to Coney Island, an exhausting experience, as it seems extremely easy for me to to take the wrong train on New York's subway system.

The painting there went well, the day warm and gilded with sunshine, and that warm melancholy you feel you feel on such days when it is nice and there's nothing to fight for.

Coney Island seemed less tragic this time than I remember  two years ago

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The Best Cars Are Bristol Cars

This painting is a conversation that has begun happily. Only a few alterations are needed- most obviously a tidying up of the silhouette of the Bristol cars. It's not often a painting begins well like this, it only happens when you don't give a damn, but, of course, not giving a damn isn't something you can just choose to do. You just have to find yourself in that mood somehow.

The texture of paint is particularly likable here. It comes from painting over an old canvas.

Bristol Cars are a hand-built luxury car. They have been manufactured since 1945 and are sold exclusively through their showroom in Kensington High Street, London.

For those who are unfamiliar with this splendid British car company: http://www.bristolcars.co.uk/index2.htm