I wasnt going to post, but this morning I worked up a sketch from a walk we went on yesterday. We explored Beacon Hill country park in the hills above Skelmersdale and in the distance, over to the Wirrel, the steam coming out of the cooling towers of Fiddlers Ferry power station caught the afternoon sun and attracted my attention.
The power station is coal fired and is due for decommission, so this sight will soon be a thing of the past.
I was thinking of getting my oils out for this one but decided that first I might just sketch it out in pastels, and here is the result. I certainly like the lost and found edges lending an air of mystery to the piece and the way the land dissolves into the atmosphere.
I took it from a couple of photos combing the best bits although I am a little unsure of the darkness that pervades the bulk of the image even though, as I keep telling myself, this is necessary to state the highlights.