Pastel sketch – circa mid seventies.

To make this unfinished sketch I was seated on a folding stool in a field hoping to make sketches of two or three grazing horses when behind me I felt a tugging at the cord of my anorak hood.

I thought it might be a youngster playing tricks, so I continued with my work, then I felt pressure against my back,and then had no alternative but to move as I found I was being pushed and shoved out of the field by a disapproving horse who objected to my presence. I left.