Category Archives: At Home

Couldn’t Help Myself!

I hate shopping – unless I’m buying art materials or books. I spotted these two gorgeous little sketchbooks by Paper Blanks on the ‘For Sale’shelf – I couldn’t help myself! Every Saturday is #Caturday so I started the littlest sketchbook with a couple of quick scribbles of Sparta Puss. She wouldn’t keep still, so sheContinue reading “Couldn’t Help Myself!”

Sofa Surfing Scribbles

I did some more drawing on the settee this evening, taking inspiration from the series of drawings I did over the past year of neolithic stones in the South Wales landscape. I didn’t look at any of them though, I just let the mark-making flow at random. I rarely work like this, my comfort zoneContinue reading “Sofa Surfing Scribbles”

It’s #Caturday!

Caturday, an Internet phenomenon. Like cats. I read a theory a while ago about why the Internet has been taken over by cats. It reckoned that dog owners have always had a chance to meet other doggy types because they walk their dogs and take them to training schools and there are dog clubs andContinue reading “It’s #Caturday!”

Boop That Little Nose

Our great-nephew is having a sleepover and of course he got scribbled! He was contentedly playing with his iPhone which reflected light back onto his face. He’s at that stage where he’s no longer a little boy but not quite a teenager and his face still has some of the softness of a child, butContinue reading “Boop That Little Nose”

Heavy Embossing

My little scraps of a collagraph print that didn’t work out are proving to be a good base for my imaginary sketches of ancient standing stones. The print is heavily embossed and I am working with the underlying texture as I’m drawing, which influences the image and takes me a bit further into abstraction andContinue reading “Heavy Embossing”

More Rummaging

  Here’s another offcut of gorgeous paper, a rejected collagraph on  heavyweight Bockingford paper. The original black and white print had a layer of white acrylic painted over the surface, then brushed with a walnut ink wash and finally some scribbles in a thin drawing pen. I dug the paper out when I had aContinue reading “More Rummaging”

Dead Nature

  I don’t often draw a still life, I don’t know why because it can be varied and interesting and you don’t have problems with the subject moving. The French phrase for ‘still life’ is ‘nature morte’ or dead nature which maybe a more accurate description. I drew this into my A5 leatherbound sketchbook usingContinue reading “Dead Nature”

Filthy Paws

I always was a mucky kid, climbing trees, making dens, digging the garden with my fingers. I haven’t changed. One good thing about being an artist is that I can be just as mucky as I was back then. Today I prepared a huge piece of paper for manier noir drawing.   I was intendingContinue reading “Filthy Paws”

Aunty Nin’s Chair And #3000chairs

Back in the 1930’s my beloved Aunty Nin saved hard from her wages at Swansea Market to buy a lovely Art Deco suite from the poshest furniture store in the area for the parlour of her tiny little council house. A generation later, my sister and I used to visit with Mam and Dad andContinue reading “Aunty Nin’s Chair And #3000chairs”