On my way to the Okains Bay beach, one of the bay of the Banks Peninsula, I came across this gas station, like much of the thing that I enjoy sketching it was old, rusty and it had a few layers of paint. I left my girls on the estuary for a swim and came back to draw it, I was excited with this surprise after such a long drive it felt like a reward, so I knew I could easily spend a couple of hours there sketching, and that is was happened.
