I know Ringstead in Dorset very well indeed. I lived for a few months in a house right on the shore, and I've painted, drawn, walked and swum there more times than I can count.
Over the last couple of years I've had something of an unintentional break from drawing and painting there for a number of reasons. This week I returned with my chalk pastels and a drawing board.
I was shocked to see that the steep banks of pebbles and shingle have completely disappeared in the recent violent storms we've had. Ringstead is for the time being flat and sandy. The sea now races right up to the grassy margin very quickly in a way which I've never experienced before.
Yesterday I worked until it was dark (see final photo) and the sea crept up on me so quickly I had to wade back up the beach knee deep in water. My drawing got a little splashed as I carried it. This is a pity as the water can wash away the chalk marks, and hence diminish the vibrant colour.
The finished pieces are here.