…and the water came and almost washed us away
Working to a theme of ‘The River’, this work is a comment on the masses of debris carried by the raging water during flood times. During the wet seasons of my youth, watching the waters rise was almost an annual pastime. The floods can create havoc and my memories of the muddy brown water, carrying tons of rubbish, are very vivid. The original sketch has been used to create a solarplate etching of the swirling, fast flowing, bridge-destroying river as it sweeps past. It seems to me to be almost reminiscent of an annual migration – uprooted trees, loose timber and anything else caught in the foaming whirlpools, making a perilous journey to the coast.