Tag Archives: #enpleinair

A Head In The Gallery

16 Oct Male portrait showing character

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Another face scribbled in the gallery the other evening…… always good practice to draw when I’m in an audience ….. using a ballpoint pen into a small notebook …..

 

A Head In The Audience

15 Oct Drawing of a female head from the side with glasses pushed up

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Husb and I went to our local art gallery, the Glynn Vivian, last week to listen to the artist Simon Periton, currently exhibiting at Galerie Simpson, speak about his art practice. Of course, I had to have a scribble……

 

Ghoulies, Ghosties And Bellies

14 Oct Drawing of the torso and head of a belly dancer

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Husb and I checked out a few events at Swansea Fringe last weekend and went to the Waterfront Museum for some readings by two authors who write about ghostly matters, Owen Thomas and Mark Rees.

There was also a spooky appearance by the ghostly Lotus Sisters belly dancing troupe. Of course, I had to have a scribble!

 

 

 

Just a quickie

14 Oct

Just a quickie from the theatre the other evening – sketching someone in the audience …

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Saying Grace

11 Oct

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A couple more quick sketches done at the theatre last night, the Miner’s Theatre in Ammanford where the artist Fern Smith hosted a fascinating event, “Saying Grace“.

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I took the opportunity to have a quick scribble……

 

 

 

A Face At The Theatre

10 Oct

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Went to an event at the theatre this evening and did a bit of scribbling of faces in the audience, but I’m late getting back and I’m really tired, so good night 🙂

 

 

Notes And Scribbles

9 Oct

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I went to the international conference organised by the Women’s Archive Wales at Swansea University on Sunday, fascinating stuff. I made lots of notes and some sketches too.

 

I like to draw as well as write because it encourages me to look at my notes again, I’d be less inclined to if they were just pages and pages of text.

It’s What I Do

8 Oct

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So as the extraordinary art festival ‘Now The Hero / Nawr Yr Arwr’ ended last weekend, we had a few days to draw breath before the Swansea Fringe started on Thursday with an evening of cracking poetry at Unit Niniteen from Holly McNish, Claire E. Potter and Tongwynlais’ own Unity.

 

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So of course I had to have a scribble, it’s what I do, after all.

 

 

 

 

 

The Finale: Sand And Monks

7 Oct

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There was a final chapter to the extraordinary art experience ‘Now The Hero / Nawr Yr Arwr’ last weekend. After three years of planning, around eighteen months of developing, and the best part of a year of delivering different aspects of the festival – the film of me and my model; the Graft garden; the printmaking workshops; the life drawing; the exhibitions; the installations and finally, the week of wonderful performances – the final day, on Sunday September the 30th, the group of Tibetan Monks who had spent a week painstakingly making an exquisite sand mandala painting, returned the sand to the beach in a formal and very beautiful ceremony.

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Boys Dying Slowly

6 Oct

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Some more sketches from the extraordinary performance, “Now The Hero / Nawr Yr Arwr” at Swansea’s Brangwyn Hall last weekend. A new requiem was commissioned by auteur Marc Rees, performed by the choir Polyphony, and in the red gloom of the hall, a group of young men, boys, the age of so many of those who lost their lives in World War 1, slowly, very slowly, died.

I didn’t realise what was happening at first as the lads strolled into the centre of the hall and stood around as young lads do, hands in pockets, then slowly they raised their hands and moved imperceptibly backwards and then I realised they were falling as if shot. But in painfully slow motion. I cried.

 

 

 

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