After the first covid lockdown finished in the UK, and with further lockdowns looming, I decided to get over to France with my bike and a tent, while I could. I took a ferry to Dunkirk and cycled the north, then west coasts until I got to Bordeaux, where it all locked down again as autumn approached.
Along the way, I made sketches and, in Bordeaux, purchased a small watercolour box and paper. Here are some of my drawings and paintings.
During my travels around the coastline, apart from the hills, I was horrified by the history, which I read up about as I passed or went through so many towns destroyed during the 2nd World War. The British and Americans have nothing to be proud of, with the first use of Napalm in Royan, killing almost all the French inhabitants during an attack they thought was against the Germans. Irrespective, I question the use of napalm, so devastating that the Americans then decided to deploy it in Vietnam.