digital photography

Right Place, Right Time.

Husb and I were out and about in the city yesterday and strolled across the new “Taco” bridge. I can’t remember what it’s official name is, locals have come up with a few nicknames – Taco Bridge, Crunchie Bridge and Waffle Bridge. I’m going with Taco. It’s got all these interesting patterns cut out ofContinue reading “Right Place, Right Time.”

Digital Playing

I did this drawing some time ago and I want to do some digital work with it so I photographed and uploaded it to my Samsung tablet and started having a play, using a basic pen app to start colouring in. It’s weird working over an existing drawing, it somehow doesn’t feel like it’s myContinue reading “Digital Playing”

Face And Foxgloves

I went on a training day in recording social history and of course, I found a few minutes for scribbling. Things like courses and lectures are great because people are so absorbed that they tend to keep fairly still, which is a boon when you’re having a scribble. I also went for a walk toContinue reading “Face And Foxgloves”

The Spiral Stair

Here’s another drawing from my visit to the old church yesterday. It’s one of those rambling churches in the Victorian tradition, although it was actually built around World War 1. The fabric of the building is pretty sound, but there is a some deterioration to parts of the interior. There is a consortium of differentContinue reading “The Spiral Stair”

The Finished Article

This is the finished monotype and ghost that I was working on yesterday at the Zaira Zaka print residency in Rawalpindi. The original image started as a digital photograph that I played about with in Photoshop. I’ll post all the technical details tomorrow for the printmaking geeks. We visited the ancient monuments at Taxila andContinue reading “The Finished Article”

Pavement Scribbles

This is another piece currently in an exhibition, one of the drawings I’ve overlaid on top of solvent transfer prints. The image in the background started as a digital photograph of some strange markings on the city’s pavements. Every so often, a machine goes around the city, scrubbling chewing gum off the paving stones. ThisContinue reading “Pavement Scribbles”