Went out for a walk over to the bothy this evening and to my surprise "the artist" was there together with his paints, brushes and leather gloves for moving around the boulders.

I sat in the sun half way up the cliff above and relaxed while this bloke did his stuff.

After 45 minutes he started to pack up but instead of walking out up the grassy slope he climbed up the rocks towards me.

In fact he was angry little old artist... he demanded to know why I was sitting there. I told him that I was sitting there because it was a nice spot. I think he thought that he could scare me... until he got close.

He asked whether I liked his sculpture. I told him that I didn't and that it looks silly.

Unfortunately, I forgot to take my camera this evening.