The Little Model

Had a fun weekend with lots of visitors staying and a friend’s birthday celebration curry to go to. My little great-nephew made himself comfortable on a very large bed and played with his Wii, cwtched up with his beloved Garfield hot water bottle. Normally he fidgets and wriggles, but give him a computer game andContinue reading “The Little Model”

Street Life

Sometimes when it isn’t raining (that’s not often round here) I leave the studio a bit earlier and wander into the city centre to do some quick scribbles. I saw these three ladies chatting on the street corner and just a few yards away, huddled in a doorway, one of the street drinkers who hangContinue reading “Street Life”

Another Block Bites The Dust

And here’s another one in my series of block prints ‘Voyeur’. Here it is inked up just before printing, using Daler-Rowney block printing medium and Georgian lamp black oil paint, ratio two thirds to a third, taken with a bamboo Japanese baren onto Fabriano Accademica 120 gsm.

Wet Dogs And Runners

All last week, the weather was gorgeous – a real Indian summer. Then Sunday arrived – and Husb had entered the Swansea 10k race, hoping to improve on last year’s time. The weather was ATROCIOUS! Pouring rain and ferocious winds didn’t put off thousands of runners, though. We went down early to see two ofContinue reading “Wet Dogs And Runners”

Tatts And A Full Cooked

  Husb and I were up and about early on Sunday, helping to hang my latest exhibition, Rinascere, at The Brunswick. It opens this evening, with lashings of cake, from 7.30 pm so if you’re passing, please call in. I’m exhibiting with two other artists, Patricia McParlin and Aled Rhys Hughes and the exhibition continuesContinue reading “Tatts And A Full Cooked”

Talking Heads

Dad-in-law almost got out of hospital today, but a last minute cough foiled his escape bid, so I get to keep on drawing patients and visitors for a little while yet. These two chatting away in the corner had quiffs and may have been Teddy Boys when they were younger – they’re about the rightContinue reading “Talking Heads”

Fag Ash Lilies

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”