Went for a walk on the beach, Swansea Bay, earlier today. Husb took off to do a run and I sat and scribbled into my A4 brown paper sketchbook from Seawhite’s of Brighton. I used black, sanguine and white conté crayons. There isn’t a huge amount to draw on the beach and I’ve found thatContinue reading “A Walk On The Beach”
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Baseball Bat And Chips
Husb and I took a road trip up some of the South Wales valleys today, calling in at the new Studio 18 gallery in Pontycymer owned by artist Kevin Sinnott, a fabulous artspace filled with gorgeous art; paintings, etchings, drawings, well worth a visit. Then over the mountain to The Workers Gallery in Ynyshir toContinue reading “Baseball Bat And Chips”
In Praise Of Rhubarb
It’s rhubarb season and I made the first rhubarb crumble of the year a few days ago. It’s Husb’s favourite crumble and didn’t last long. It’s been around in Europe since the 14th century and it’s popular in gardens and allotments as well as being grown commercially where it’s often forced, especially in the RhubarbContinue reading “In Praise Of Rhubarb”
Visitors And Welsh Cakes
Had a busy day with lots of visitors so I made a batch of Welsh cakes and served them warm off the griddle. In The Welsh language they are called “picau ar y maen”. Maen means a stone and in ancient times before iron was smelted, a bakestone would be used to cook flat breadsContinue reading “Visitors And Welsh Cakes”
Drawing In The Dark
Just back from the cinema with Husb, we went to see Their Finest, a lovey film, funny, warm and you’ll need a hankie. I had a scribble, of course, but in the dark. I could make out shapes of heads but couldn’t see the sketchbook. Frustrating.It’s good practice though, even if the result looks likeContinue reading “Drawing In The Dark”
But Is It Art?
But is it art? No, it’s rhubarb crumble. I just made it. I picked the rhubarb yesterday in the garden. Husb says it’s a thing of beauty. Then he ate it. With lashings of custard. Then he had seconds. Didn’t last long. I have put my series of drawings en plein air ofContinue reading “But Is It Art?”
The Scruffy Little Model
It was a really nice day today, not too warm, dry and perfect to get down to the allotment to make an early start on the Spring clearance and planting. The same thing happens every year, I say I’ll break myself in and do an hour at a time and work my way up butContinue reading “The Scruffy Little Model”
Fierce Foreshortening
I try to get along to life drawing at Swansea Print Workshop as often as I can, usually manage every couple of weeks. This week I sat in a position that threw the model’s foot out at me, giving some fierce foreshortening. It’s really good practice; drawing underpins all the art I make, I needContinue reading “Fierce Foreshortening”
Big Stone, Little Stone
This is the final drawing I made on my megalith hunt on the north Gower Peninsula on Wednesday, travelling with prehistorian Dewi Bowen and filmmaker Melvyn Williams. The peaceful village green boasts two standing stones, two pubs and a Norman church, as well as spectacular views over the north Gower coast. The large conglomerate UpperContinue reading “Big Stone, Little Stone”
The Coalfield Part 3
Here’s the completed drawing, one of several I did on my visit to Big Pit / Pwll Mawr near Blaenavon last Sunday. I used my sanguine conté crayon to do the final strokes on the drawing, after the black and white. It’s a lovely area with spectacular hills and intriguing industrial heritage. Husb and IContinue reading “The Coalfield Part 3”
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