I need to draw every day, and Husb often ends up as my long suffering model. We stepped out for a walk earlier and before we knew it, we covered 8k. When we got back, Husb changed into his dressing gown and slippers and crashed out on the settee, channel hopping. I had a quick scribble. It’s not flattering. Poor Husb. Drawn with a Faber Castell Pitt drawing pen size S and B into my little spotty A6 sketchbook.
Just back from life drawing at Swansea Print Workshop with a new digital sketch on my Samsung Galaxy Tablet Note 8 using the free Markers app. This is an older male model that I really enjoy drawing. Time for bed now though.
I carried on drawing in a darkened room with my Samsung Galaxy Tablet Note 8 this evening. I liked what I did yesterday, so I kept to drawing on top of a dark ground with white and touches of other colours.
Husb and I have been making the most of the good weather to work on our allotment in the evenings after work. Tonight, I dug over a raised bed, I like digging, and then planted some late kale, chard and radish. We left as the bats were swooping out of Oystermouth Castle across the park.
I went to bed a bit earlier to try and catch up with sleep after all the insomnia I’ve had recently, then remembered that I hadn’t done a drawing. So I scribbled the corner of my darkened bedroom on my Samsung Galaxy Tablet Note 8 using the free Markers app.
Good night ☺
Back to work today after a couple of weeks off, so Husb and I fitted in a visit to our allotment after work. I enjoy digging and it was a lovely evening after a terrible start to the day, it was pouring down this morning. Our allotment is behind Oystermouth Castle in Mumbles and this is the view we saw as we left this evening. We live in such a lovely part of the world.
I did a quick sketch when we got back home, using a photograph. I chose to draw a baby because they have such weird proportions that it’s a challenge. They look like little aliens with big heads and tiny scrunchy faces. Drawn with a Faber Castell Pitt drawing pen size S into my leather Steampunk sketchbook.
Husb and I had another long walk in the late summer sunshine this afternoon, stopping for a rest at the Gorsedd Stones in Singleton Park. It’s a tradition in Wales that the annual National Eisteddfod (the arts festival) erects a stone circle on each Eisteddfod site. The Eisteddfod moves around every year so there are many Gorsedd Circles now all over Wales. This one was erected in Swansea in 1925, the very first was in Aberdare in 1861. There’s a flat ‘Logan’ stone in the centre and that’s where I sat to do this quick sketch into my tiny A6 spotty sketchbook with Faber Castell Pitt pens, size S and M.
Another nice day so Husb and I took ourselves down to the beach for a workout on the free Trim Gym. Now I’m corpsed! So’s Husb. I’m slumped in a chair, he’s lolling on the settee. Perfect pose. I scribbled him on my Samsung Galaxy Tablet Note 8 with a free Markers app. I ache 😦
This is Ming the Merciless, our one eyed rescue kitteh. We love her very much. She often poses for me when I cannot be bothered to get up from my comfy chair on a grey, wet, miserable evening. Like now. It’s that dense grey drizzle that so often puts the dampener on Welsh summers. But there’s some compensation snuggling up on a comfy chair with a posing cat, drinking tea and nibbling on Welsh delicacy, home made bara brith.
Drawn with a Samsung Galaxy Tablet Note 8 using the free Markers app.
It’s been one of those bleurgh days that feel like nothing’s been done, although when you add it up, it’s not such a waste of space after all. Husb and I have been foraging for blackberries for the past couple of weeks, apparently it’s a bumper year, and we’ve made a fair bit of bramble jelly and blackberry cordial. We’ve been stockpiling the pulp in the freezer and got it out today to sieve the seeds out of it. Long and tedious, but there was nothing much else to do in this miserable weather. I added three quarters of a pound of sugar to each pound of pulp and cooked it up in a preserving pan, making 5 jars of blackberry butter. It’s excellent for filling a classic Victoria Sandwich and I like it dolloped on a warm croissant.
Fruit butters were popular with the Victorians and are a good way of using up pulp when you make jelly and cordial (that’s the British jelly, which is like jam without the bits). I always use the classic book on preserving by David and Rose Mabey, which gives interesting facts and history about the different preserves as well as excellent recipes. I bought it when I were a lass back in the 1970s and it’s falling to bits now, but I’ve never found a better one.
I hadn’t done any drawing throughout the day so I quickly sketched Husb this evening as he watched BBC4s ‘Bright Lights, Brilliant Minds, A Tale Of Three Cities’, an excellent mini series on the arts narrated by James Fox. This week it’s Paris in 1928. Fascinating. It was Vienna 1908 last week and New York 1951 next week. I used my Samsung Galaxy Note 8 tablet and a free Markers app, sketching in white and greys on top of a dark ground, his face lit up from below by his laptop.
Husb and I are making the most of the gentle weather to get down to the beach as often as possible. It’s a beautiful place and not as appreciated as it should be. We had a good walk this evening at high tide and an added bonus ….. there were loads of brambles in the woodland fringing the beach and we foraged four pounds (almost 2 kilos) of ripe blackberries. They’ll be converted to blackberry jelly tomorrow. I can smell them cooking now, filling the house with the scent of late summer.
I stood at the edge of the waves and had another go at drawing the sea, concentrating on finding marks that conveyed the impression of water. I haven’t cracked it yet, long way to go, but I’ll persevere. It was much easier drawing my dap. In other parts of the world they’re trainers, baseball boots, bumpers, convers, gym shoes, plimsolls, sneakers, but round here they’re daps.
Drawn with Faber Castell Pitt drawing pens, sizes S, F, M and B, into my tiny A6 spotty sketchbook.
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