Best Chips In Dyfed

Husb and I took off in the car and headed into West Wales today, through the fleshpots of Lampeter and the mean streets of Aberaeron, all the way to Aberystwyth to see the Shani Rhys James retrospective at the National Library of Wales. It’s a fair old journey so we stopped for a bit ofContinue reading “Best Chips In Dyfed”

Telling A Story

Sometimes when I’m out scribbling on the street, a story unfolds. There were three elderly people sitting on a bench in Bath last Saturday enjoying the street artists in A FAB Intervention when a woman wandered over to them and started talking in a very animated way. That made the drawing more interesting for me toContinue reading “Telling A Story”

Hot And Sweaty Scribbling

Here’s a sketch I did out on the street in Bath last Saturday as part of Fringe Arts Bath. I drew throughout the afternoon with The Plebeian Scribblers, a group of 4 artists from South Wales who draw in public. We took a timer and changed position every 10 minutes so each sketch is timeContinue reading “Hot And Sweaty Scribbling”

FAB Day Drawing

I spent a hot and happy day with three fellow artists at the Fringe Arts Bath. We formed a group, The Plebeian Scribblers to do live drawing in the street as part of a larger intervention by lots of performance artists, A FAB Intervention. We each did 10 drawings of ten minutes each. That’s aContinue reading “FAB Day Drawing”

Fasto

It’s been a hectic few days and it won’t let up until tomorrow afternoon, when I think I will go to bed for a few days! I was up in London last Thursday, did loads of things but managed a quick sketch on the Tube. This chap was cat-napping through his evening commute. He wasContinue reading “Fasto”

Stick People

Husb and I spent the last day of our short Belgian break having a wander around Brussels in the unseasonal heat. We stopped under the shade of a tree in a park for a while and watched while a group of young men kicked a ball around. I scribbled them, they moved fast and wereContinue reading “Stick People”

Bruges, Swansea, Leeds.

I can’t get enough of Sir Frank Brangwyn’s work. Here’s another study I did from a drawing at the Brangwyn Museum in Bruges. The original is in charcoal and chalk onto a brown paper. I used four grades of graphite into my A5 hardback sketchbook, much smaller than the original. These days drawing in thisContinue reading “Bruges, Swansea, Leeds.”

After Sir Frank

Husb and I visited the Frank Brangwyn museum in Bruges today. Sir Frank has long been an artist hero of mine but despite massive fame in his lifetime he isn’t very fashionable now. It’s time he was noticed again. He was one of the founder members of the Vienna Secession; his work in the earlyContinue reading “After Sir Frank”

Higgledy Piggledy

We’re in Bruges. There is a Museum of Chocolate.  There is a Museum of Chips. It’s a very cultured place. Like many very old cities, the buildings have evolved without much uniformity and the rooftops are all higgledy piggledy.  I managed a quick graphite sketch in my A5 hardback sketchbook,  it’s been pretty cold soContinue reading “Higgledy Piggledy”

Where It Starts

This is where it starts. With doodling and scribbling and sketchbooks. Just chilling out and playing with some materials, tonight some black conte crayon into my A5 hardbacked sketchbook. I’ve been doing a lot of work recently from drawings and photos I did at the Berlin Holocaust Memorial in the snow a couple of yearsContinue reading “Where It Starts”