The Sticky One

Here are some more sketches I did at Rosehill Quarry yesterday during the labyrinth refurbishment. I had some of my home-made walnut ink with me but no nib pens, so I rooted around on the ground for a bit of stick and used that instead. I should do it more often because it’s very freeing.Continue reading “The Sticky One”

Cockling The Labyrinth

Back in 1987, the Rosehill Quarry Project was turning an overgrown disused quarry on the outskirts of Swansea’s city centre into a nature reserve and community park. One of the things that was built there was a Cretan labyrinth. It was cut into the turf, revealing the red ash surface of the old tennis courtsContinue reading “Cockling The Labyrinth”

The Cockle Picker’s Warning

I was supposed to be going off traipsing across South Wales today, drawing ancient standing stones with Dewi the prehistorian and Melvyn the filmmaker. I woke up to rain, not unusual in these parts and then Dewi rang to say he’d been talking to a cockle picker in Loughor who said the cockle pickers weren’tContinue reading “The Cockle Picker’s Warning”

Cockles And Icecream

Still babysitting and we took the two little ‘uns to the beach at Burryport today. It’s a funny little town which has been a bit rundown for many years, yet has a beautiful harbour with Georgian cottages, a lighthouse and a lovely beach. The car park had a coupke of vans selling seafood and icecreamContinue reading “Cockles And Icecream”