Legs At Elysium: 2

Some more legs from the Elysium Gallery bar the other evening, where Husb and I attended a concert, a musical evening of Punk and Metal. Let’s be honest, I’m too old for a mosh pit, I’m likely to end up with something broken so I like to stand somewhere a bit safer and scribble into my tinyContinue reading “Legs At Elysium: 2”

Legs At Elysium: 1

Husb and I were at the Elysium Gallery bar the other evening, for an evening of raucous Punk and Metal, really LOUD! Loved it. I took my tiny leather-bound sketchbook into the audience, there wasn’t much room to draw so I scribbled the legs around me. I did that at another gig a few weeksContinue reading “Legs At Elysium: 1”

An Old (Young) Head.

Here’s another blast from the past, from one of my old life drawing sketchbooks. I drew this beautiful model at Swansea Print Workshop’s Thursday life drawing group about 11 or 12 years ago. At the time I was going through a phase of sticking coloured papers onto the plain white sketchbook pages to add interest,Continue reading “An Old (Young) Head.”

An Old Head….

I’ve been looking through old work, it’s surprising how much I’d forgotten about. Here’s one from 2010. I was enjoying working with chalk and soft pastels onto dark papers back then, on a large scale, this is size A2.

A Quick One.

I caught this quick sketch the other week at a birthday party, great place for a scribble because people are usually concentrating on chatting or listening to a band. I drew with a Faber Castell Pitt drawing pen and a stick of Nitram charcoal into a small leather-bound sketchbook.

Flowery Frocks.

Husb and I went to a birthday party at the weekend and there were lots of flowery frocks in the room. I never wear frocks and I’m not used to seeing so many of them in one place, so of course, I had to scribble them in my tiny sketchbook with a Faber Castell PittContinue reading “Flowery Frocks.”

One From Behind ….

I was out at a ‘do’ the other evening and I did a few scribbles. There was this very stocky bloke sitting nearby. The ‘do’ was in a Rugby Club and I’m guessing from his build that he was a player. I used Faber Castell Pitt drawing pens, sizes S and M, and Nitram charcoalContinue reading “One From Behind ….”

The Last Of The Annual Cockling.

Here’s the final tiny quick sketches I did in my little leather-bound sketchbook on Sunday. I was at Rosehill Quarry’s annual meet-up to tidy the Cretan Labyrinth. Each year the edges need to be recut, the old trampled cockle shells removed and new ones laid. The labyrinth was cut in 1987 when Swansea’s Rosehill Quarry wasContinue reading “The Last Of The Annual Cockling.”

More From The Annual Cockling.

A couple of very quick little sketches from the annual labyrinth maintenance at Rosehill Quarry. I had to work quickly because people moved fast. Very good practice though

The Annual Cockling.

Back in 1987 a Labyrinth was cut into the turf in Swansea’s Rosehill Quarry, a unique urban wildlife park. It was installed by Bob Shaw and local author and pre-historian Dewi Bowen. It’s based on an ancient Cretan design and the incised path is filled with crushed cockle shells that are a by-product of the localContinue reading “The Annual Cockling.”