It’s getting cold, it’s very rainy and the poor pigeons are huddling together, ruffling their feathers against the awful Autumn weather. They’re clustered on the parapet next to the landing at the studios, opposite the old Albert Hall. They also hang out on the pavement outside the flower shop below, because people feed them.Continue reading “Ruffled Feathers”
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Final Hospital Heads?
Final hospital heads? I hope so. Dad-in-law is home now and hopefully won’t have to have any more extended stays in hospital. These are the last two heads I drew during visiting time, two very sleepy guys nodding off. It gets boring sitting in bed all day and it’s very warm in there as well.
The Tree Palace
I took a stroll up High Street yesterday, making the most of the late afternoon sunshine after the torrential rain of the past few days. I stopped and sketched the top of the old Palace Theatre which is now derelict and covered in large buddleia bushes. It looks like it’s smothered in trees. Dating fromContinue reading “The Tree Palace”
Loosening Up
Sometimes I get into a rut with my drawing and I’d been spending too much time doing the Renaissance thing on tiny scraps of paper, so this week at life drawing I used my dip pens and Indian ink, along with wash and brushes, into an A2 cartridge pad. It made my linework much freer.Continue reading “Loosening Up”
Three Little Pigs
Sometimes I get up to some weird things. Earlier this evening I went along to the old police station which has been redeveloped as housing, a cafe/bar and artist studios. There are some odd little spaces within the depths of the building, including a small first floor courtroom! An artist friend is making a filmContinue reading “Three Little Pigs”
Wet Dogs And Runners
All last week, the weather was gorgeous – a real Indian summer. Then Sunday arrived – and Husb had entered the Swansea 10k race, hoping to improve on last year’s time. The weather was ATROCIOUS! Pouring rain and ferocious winds didn’t put off thousands of runners, though. We went down early to see two ofContinue reading “Wet Dogs And Runners”
Tatts And A Full Cooked
Husb and I were up and about early on Sunday, helping to hang my latest exhibition, Rinascere, at The Brunswick. It opens this evening, with lashings of cake, from 7.30 pm so if you’re passing, please call in. I’m exhibiting with two other artists, Patricia McParlin and Aled Rhys Hughes and the exhibition continuesContinue reading “Tatts And A Full Cooked”
Talking Heads
Dad-in-law almost got out of hospital today, but a last minute cough foiled his escape bid, so I get to keep on drawing patients and visitors for a little while yet. These two chatting away in the corner had quiffs and may have been Teddy Boys when they were younger – they’re about the rightContinue reading “Talking Heads”
Cream Crackered
Did loads today – up early to lend a hand putting up my next exhibition at The Brunswick – opening party on Wednesday 19th from 7-ish if you fancy dropping by; then a long stint digging in horse manure on the allotment – ahh nothing like wet poo in the relentless drizzle! Then a quickContinue reading “Cream Crackered”
Fag Ash Lilies
I went for a walk around the city centre yesterday to get some fresh air – my studio was full of turpentine fumes – so I had a scribbling session outdoors while it cleared. I saw these two ladies sitting on a bench, chatting with their fags in hand. My Nanna always used to referContinue reading “Fag Ash Lilies”
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