I had done a few sketches at Cove Rock, west of East London, while at art school in the mid-1970s. In the mid- to late-1980s I joined members of my family for the wonderful walk which yields fine views of the outcrop that gives the place its name.
I'm no geologist, but whatever rock this is, the sea has carved some magnificent shapes out of it. Here I enjoy the scale of the people to the monolith.
The rocky outcrop seen from a distance, with the sea on the left. There is also a superb little shorebreak around here where, on another occasion, we caught a few great bodysurfing waves.