I’ve still got it!

When I’m scribbling away at a gig, there’s a lot of things to take into consideration that you don’t get when you’re drawing in a studio setting. For a start, the musicians and audience tend to be moving around a lot, which is a right pain to draw. Then there’s usually low lighting so the performers’ faces and often a lot of their bodies are obscured by darkness. And to top it off, I’m often itching to break away from sketching to do a bit of headbanging. I’ve still got it, y’know 😀

This was scribbled at a gig Husb and I went to at Elysium last night. It was bloomin’ fantastic. This guy is from Goat Major, an “occult doom / stoner metal” band.

Heavy Metal Legs

Just back from an awesome gig at Elysium…more on that tomorrow. It was heavy, mostly metal, and there are always plenty of heavy metal legs to scribble.

Re-Cluttering?!

A few years ago, before Covid, I was on a decluttering rampage and gave away these traditional Asian woodblocks because, to tell the truth, I never used them. Then the person I gave them to went on a decluttering rampage recently and asked if I wanted them back. I said “Oh go on then” because I think I might actually use them now. So what’s it called when you take your Decluttered stuff back? Re-Cluttering? Or maybe De-Decluttering?

Petrichor.

After weeks of dry sunshine the weather broke this evening with a spectacular thunderstorm and downpour. There’s a lovely cool and fresh feeling outside and I now have a chance to use the word “petrichor”, which is the smell of the ground immediately after a rainstorm. My garden smells of petrichor and it’s lovely.

A Free Bus Pass.

Now that I’m an Old Git I have a free bus pass, so I used it to go visiting today. I had a bit of time to kill on the return journey so I sat and sketched for a few minutes, I guess about 7 or 8, just enough time to work on some perspective and proportions, but not detail. That’s OK. Sketching is practice, you don’t have to turn out a masterpiece each time 😀

It was mostly other Old Gits on the bus until we reached the University and young students got on. Boomers and Zoomers. The ones in the middle were missing.

Sketchbook Archives: 34

Some of my output from November 2013, when I routinely pasted brown parcel paper into my sketchbooks, I liked the way that the random shapes interacted with the line drawings.

#Caturday Silhouette: 22

It’s #Caturday Saturday once again and this week I put the positive silhouette of little Bill, our elderly rescue cat, onto a copy I made of a David Hockney painting during lockdown. The painter Ed Sumner ran a free Friday afternoon art class, The Cheese and Wine Painting Club, throughout Covid, teaching by copying the great artists and this is one that we did. It’s fabulously sunny weather at the moment – although thunderstorms are on the way !

A Way With Hats.

I did some sketching at the Saint George in Swansea last Friday eve, where Husb and I had a great time listening to local band “Wild Eyed, Wicked and Oblivious“. Apart from being superb musicians, they have a snazzy way with hats.

The Accordion Player.

Here’s another quick little scribble from last weekend’s gig with local band “Wild Eyed, Wicked and Oblivious“. When I was little I remember my Nana played an accordion but after she died, back in the 1960s, I never saw one played again for many years, but recently I’ve seen a few coming back into play.

That Darn Guitar!

Husb and I went to a local pub a few days ago to  see local band “Wild Eyed, Wicked and Oblivious“. Great gig, thoroughly enjoyed. Of course, I had to have a scribble. I find it very hard to draw guitars, especially when they’re being played and I have to cope with movement and foreshortening. Ah well, it’s good practice.