Completely off track again.
I happen to know a wonderful lady, Helen, who grew up on the Shetland Islands, and she recently told me about Muckle Fulga being the most northerly lighthouse in the British Islands. When she was a child, she often went there, climbing up the very hazardous stairway to the lighthouse perched on the top of the rock. Things have changed since then, and I doubt that anyone would be allowed
to even contemplate the stairway without a very long list of insurance
We started talking about the lighthouse after my exhibition because, as Helen pointed out, I had paintings of water but no lighthouse. Since then, I have rectified the situation, and this painting is for Helen, who so willingly and vividly shared her memories.