Tag Archives: cafes

Big Specs

4 Nov

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Grabbed a cuppa in the cafe in Waterstones bookshop earlier, one of my favourite places. Books, cake and hot beverages. Died and gone to heaven. The weather was awful, cold, very rainy and blowing a gale – miserable. But lovely inside my refuge.  As usual, I had a bit of a scribble and spotted this bloke opposite me, engrossed in his laptop while he had his cuppa. Good for me because I could draw him without being spotted. He had these very large, quite 1980s spectacles on. I drew with a Faber Castell Pitt pen into my A5 leatherbound Steampunk sketchbook.

Shades Indoors

9 Dec

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Why? What’s the point? Maybe some people have medical reasons to wear sunglasses indoors, but surely not as many as I see out and about. This middle-aged dude was in Waterstone’s cafe where I stopped for a pot of tea and a scribble. He had fancy wrap-around style shades and a smart leather blouson jacket.

Drawn in my clothbound A5 sketchbook with a Faber Castell Pitt drawing pen, size F.

Back To Quickies

17 Aug

 

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After two days working on one large drawing installation, it’s back to speed sketching. I did these two little scribbles in the cafe in Waterstones bookshop. It’s a nice place to chill out; everyone’s reading their purchases and staying quite still. I love bookshops and especially ones that serve tea and cake. I scribbled for about 3 or 4 minutes, then my pot of tea arrived.

The Old Rocker

8 Feb

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Feeling better day by day and went out for lunch with Husb to a local cafe, which does really nice home made food. I looked around for someone to scribble and saw this very elderly man, in his eighties, dining with some friends. His hair, although thin, was down almost to his shoulders and over his dapper striped shirt and tie was a rockin’ leather waistcoat. Cool.

Sparta the psycho-kitteh has been chewing the bead on the end of the ribbon page marker on my little sketchbook. As if catching rats wasn’t enough……….. 😡

Fish ‘N’ Chips

17 Dec

Husb took me out to lunch today. Fish and chips in the Windsor Caff. With salt and lashings of vinegar. Lovely. I had a very few minutes to scribble and I drew the lady opposite us.

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I’m a bit uncomfortable about drawing people who are out-of-the ordinary, as I don’t want to risk poking fun at them, or be voyeuristic. But on the other hand, I don’t want to censor myself either. I have to try and be honest in what I see and what I draw, that’s all I can do really. I sympathise with people who are very overweight; I’ve battled to keep my weight under control for decades, it’s hard to watch what you eat every day of your life and do your exercises no matter how much you hate doing them. And now it’s Xmas and there’s a plateful of home made mince pies in the kitchen, taunting me. 😡

Comfort Eating

7 Jun

I know the British summer is notoriously fickle but today takes the biscuit. It’s been so cold and wet that Husb and I went to the Continental Cafe for a full roast dinner at lunchtime, and lashings of hot tea, wrapped in layers of jumpers and raincoats. And now this evening there’s a storm going on outside with gale force winds and torrential rain. It’s the school holidays and summer festival season – Download and Hay-On-Wye have started and they’re getting washed out. Awful!

Anyway, here’s a couple of people also eating winter fodder in the Continental earlier. The chap, a policeman, had an interesting way of holding his fork in front of his face while he chewed . He had his summer uniform on. It’s a popular cafe, good, unpretentious food at very reasonable prices, very old school, always full. It’s been there a long time. You can’t beat it really, especially in the sort of climate when you might need comfort food at any time. Like we do.

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