The pebble

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I love the way you have painted this; textures and colours.

You have caught his concentration very well, in just a few strokes of his face, but also in his whole pose.

Until I was six, when we went on holiday to Italy, our regular summer getaway was Devon. Exmouth was a favourite spot with its rockpools, and their inhabitants, soaking up hours of our time - a seemingly endless source of discovery. I liked to keep my shoes on as the rocks were slippery with seaweed, but dad would roll up his trousers and wander from pool to pool, pointing out crabs and fish. Our favourite game was skimming pebbles. Dad would look for the most skimmable: they had to be flat, light, rounded. He would then get himself comfy, near the water's edge, hold the pebble while he waited for its pathway to clear and set his jaw ready for launch...This painting captures that moment - a moment of calm before the excitement of action and a record breaking six bounces!