I went for a walk around the city centre yesterday to get some fresh air – my studio was full of turpentine fumes – so I had a scribbling session outdoors while it cleared. I saw these two ladies sitting on a bench, chatting with their fags in hand. My Nanna always used to referContinue reading “Fag Ash Lilies”
Category Archives: out and about
My Chiropodist’s Leg!
I paid a visit to my chiropodist yesterday for my quarterly foot-hack. Anatomical study is important in both our professions and we have interesting chats about art and science. I frequently work from the resident skeleton at our art studios, Felicity. During our chat my chiropodist asked me if I wanted to hold his leg.Continue reading “My Chiropodist’s Leg!”
Butterflies And Starlings
Another hospital visit last evening with the teenage great-niece in tow who spent a while looking out of the window at the huge flock of starlings weaving across the sky as dusk fell. The hospital is in a lovely location giving patients a fabulous view over Swansea Bay and Mumbles Head; better than most ofContinue reading “Butterflies And Starlings”
Another One Bites The Dust!
I’ve reached the end of my sketchbook; my little leather covered, recycled Artbox A6 one that I have loved so much. I’m always a bit sad when I come to the end of a sketchbook (what a wuss, eh?) but also excited about starting a new one, because it will be different and my scribblingContinue reading “Another One Bites The Dust!”
Am I A Voyeur?
Visiting the hospital so frequently gives me the opportunity to sketch new people. It’s a bit uncomfortable at times because I wonder if I’m being voyeuristic. I censor myself to a degree; I won’t draw anyone who is obviously in distress or is terminally ill, but also, I don’t let them know I’m drawing themContinue reading “Am I A Voyeur?”
I’m Not Swag!
I’m not Swag. Nor is Husb. We’re too old to be Swag according to our thirteen year old great niece. There we are then. After putting us firmly in our place, she made an apple pie to take to her Great Grandad who’s been in hospital for a month now. It was very good. SwagContinue reading “I’m Not Swag!”
Fab And Groovy
Went to a house party last night for the first time in years. It was a Sixties themed party so there were some fab costumes and groovy music. I’d gone to the funeral of an old friend the day before; she had died very suddenly and it was sad to see so many people IContinue reading “Fab And Groovy”
Hairy Folkies
Went to see a fab band at The Garage the other night, The Peatbog Faeries, part of Husb’s birthday present. They’re sort of a fusion of Scottish folk/rock with trance/ambient undertones, overlaid with bagpipes. Fantastic. A get-up-and-bop-all-night band. I ached the next day! They were supported by a young local folk band, Thistledown. It’s goodContinue reading “Hairy Folkies”
Just Some Faces
Just some faces scribbled when I’ve been out and about the place. The older man was scribbled this morning as I was having a nice cuppa with my friend in Waterstone’s bookshop cafe while we were waiting for Illtyd the Charcutier from Pontyates to deliver our sausages and faggots. mmmmmmmmm
The Ghostly Velocette
This evening was a bit overcast but warm, so we took a drive to Oxwich Bay on the Gower Peninsula, one of the most beautiful beaches in Britain set in Britain’s first designated area of outstanding natural beauty – and just a short drive away.There is a long road down to the beach, down aContinue reading “The Ghostly Velocette”
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