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!”
Category Archives: out and about
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”
The Man In The Next Bed
I’m getting quite pally with the elderly man in the hospital bed next door to my relative. He’s what my Nana would have called, ‘Not Backward In Coming Forward’ and quite right too. He’s worked all his life and he’s entitled to what he needs in order to remain independent. His eyesight is nowContinue reading “The Man In The Next Bed”
Fleshpots Of Llandysul
Today we had a drive around West Wales, going to a new exhibition at Waunifor and exploring the fleshpots of Llandysul. Only there are no fleshpots in Llandusyl :). So I wasn’t inspired to do any drawing. That’s an excuse; I just wanted a break. So here’s one I did last week, when the OlympicsContinue reading “Fleshpots Of Llandysul”
The Museum Cat
I wandered into Swansea Museum yesterday and met a gorgeous, large ginger-and-white moggy. She’s a frequent visitor; she lives in the local pub on the corner and trots up to the museum most days and her name is Megan. She sat on the receptionist’s counter for a few minutes, just enough to let me doContinue reading “The Museum Cat”
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