Husb and I often pop into the cafe upstairs in Waterstone’s bookshop, for a coffee and a chat in the comfy seats. I often have a quick scribble as people are generally absorbed in what they’re doing and I can sketch without them noticing. Here’s a recent one, in my tiny flowery sketchbook, it’s aboutContinue reading “The Man In The Cafe”
Category Archives: People watching
Astro Turf Grazed Bovine
Husb and I went to a talk by artist Kathryn Anne Trussler at Elysium Gallery this afternoon. Her exhibition, “Astro Turf Grazed Bovine“, is amazing and definitely worth a visit. It runs until June the 17th. I had a quick scribble while I listened, into my little flowery sketchbook. I photographed it next to aContinue reading “Astro Turf Grazed Bovine”
Crowd Watching With Cale
Husb and I went to see the legendary John Cale in Liverpool recently. It was an amazing gig- definitely one ticked off the bucket list. It was just a couple of days after the Manchester bombing but, despite the presence of armed police, which was quite shocking, the atmosphere was brilliant. I sat and watchedContinue reading “Crowd Watching With Cale”
Safwn Gyda Llundain / We Stand With London
Just over a week ago, I stood in Swansea’s Castle Square to draw the vigil for those murdered in Manchester. Who would have thought that we’d be holding another vigil so soon? This time we stood in torrential rain. The water poured down the page of my brown paper sketchbook which liquified the conté crayons,Continue reading “Safwn Gyda Llundain / We Stand With London”
Drawing In The Dark
Just back from the cinema with Husb, we went to see Their Finest, a lovey film, funny, warm and you’ll need a hankie. I had a scribble, of course, but in the dark. I could make out shapes of heads but couldn’t see the sketchbook. Frustrating.It’s good practice though, even if the result looks likeContinue reading “Drawing In The Dark”
A Scribble In The Tea Break
I went to a consultation event in Swansea’s Grand Theatre today, organised by the City Council to move forward with a bid to be the next UK City of Culture in 2021. Of course, I found some time for a scribble during the tea break. A good chance to draw a crowd, good practice forContinue reading “A Scribble In The Tea Break”
Scribbling The Artist
I went to our local art gallery, The Glynn Vivian earlier today for a talk from the artist in residence, Sharon Morris, one of the nine exhibiting artists in one of the current exhibitions, ‘The Moon And A Smile’, inspired by early Victorian photographs from the Dillwyn Llewellyn family who lived at Penllergare and Sketty HallContinue reading “Scribbling The Artist”
A Bit Stiff
Husb and I paid a rare visit to a pub yesterday evening to see a live band, Carreg Llafar, who play contemporary folk in the Welsh language. Being a rock chick, I’m not a big fan of folk music but I make an exception for Carreg Llafar who bring authenticity and atmosphere to traditional music.Continue reading “A Bit Stiff”
Number 94
With the best will in the world, sometimes life just gets in the way of all your plans. I started drawing 30-minute sketches of Baby Boomers almost two years ago with the intention of finishing one hundred by the end of 2016, but I didn’t quite manage it because, well, like I said, life gotContinue reading “Number 94”
At The Bus Stop
I had a bit of a scribble when I was waiting for the bus yesterday. I had 10 minutes or so to kill and that’s enough for a bit of street drawing. A while back I finished all the pages in my leather steampunk sketchbook so I replaced the pages with scraps of paper leftContinue reading “At The Bus Stop”
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