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Family Visit 2020

12 Jul

family 2020

Now that we’re having some easing of lockdown in Wales, it’s possible to visit family again, as long as we’re outdoors and wearing masks and so on…. Luckily we’re having a pretty good summer and there’s plenty of outdoor spaces. The 19th century terraced housing tends to have back gardens and in the 20th century, housing development in the area was influenced by the Garden City idea so there’s lots of green space for both public tenants and private owner occupiers.  Husb and I visited our cousins and sat in their gorgeous garden, chatting with our masks on and moving further apart to drink our tea. It’s strange not being able to hug family, but these strange times will pass.

Window Licking Good?

13 Oct

Husb and I regularly babysit one of our very young relatives and last week I took him on his first trip to the Glynn Vivian Art Gallery. There’s a fabulous exhibition from their archives at the moment – a wonderful and quirky selection of artwork.

windowlicker

I find babies very hard to draw. The proportions of their faces are really weird – they’re like little aliens. And they don’t stop wriggling. I tried my best, sketching quickly using the continuous line method. Maybe I should try when he’s asleep. Anyway, I took him round the exhibition, mostly I let him crawl – he was really quick on the polished floors. The bit he liked best though was when we went to the (excellent, new) cafe on the ground floor and he crawled over to the big window that looks out onto the street, pulled himself up and gave the window a good licking. I tried my best.

Relaxing

2 Dec

 

cake and jam

I’ve had a weekend off! It’s hard to do that when you’re self-employed so it’s a real treat when it happens. I saw lots of family and friends and I also did one of my favourite things when I’m relaxing, I did a load of cooking. I emptied the freezer of the last of our allotment fruit from the summer and I cooked up some preserves – apricot, damson and a cheeky jostaberry gin jam. And I made a chocolate buttercream sponge, topped with Maltesers, as a present for our niece who recently had a beautiful baby boy. She deserves it. Husb made the buttercream – he’s some sort of buttercream genius.

cawl

Then I cooked up a large pot of Cawl (a traditional Welsh stew) so thick I could stand the wooden spoon in it. I served it with suet dumplings, proper comfort food for the weather we’re having. Back to work with a vengeance tomorrow!

Little Lou Lou

26 Dec

loulou

Husb and I visited relatives today and met the latest little addition to the family, a naughty Tortie called Lou Lou. She’s about 5 months old, shorthaired and looks like there’s some Siamese in her. She’s very leggy with big ears and a long nose and huge saucer eyes all wrapped up in a brindled tortoiseshell fur coat. And of course she’s made of tightly wound elastic bands with an uncanny ability to run up curtains.  I scribbled into my little ‘Cat’s Meow Journal’ by Peter Pauper Press, it’s lovely to carry around with me, just the right size to be portable with a strong elastic band to hold it closed and a gorgeous cover of cat cartoons. The drawings were very quick, she doesn’t stay still for long.

 

Sunny Sunday

19 Oct

It’s been a difficult few months, with the worst summer in living memory and serious illness and deaths of people dear to us but ….. fingers crossed…… things seem to have calmed down a bit and last Sunday we spend a delightful afternoon in the unexpectedly warm weather, visiting Limeslade with an elderly relative. We had ice cream in the lovely old Fortes cafe and sat and watched the sea crashing over the rocks in the sunshine. Gorgeous. I scribbled this couple across the road from us, engrossed in looking at the view.

I don’t find it easy to draw landscape; I concentrate on making marks and hope for the best. I used my favourite Pilot Hi-Techpoint V5 pen into my A5 recycled sari sketchbook, used across the two pages.

Square Eyes

12 Oct

 

Husb was sitting in a dark corner using his laptop earlier and the screen was reflected in his specs, making his eyes look quite square. So I scribbled him.

By the way, he chose to sit in a dark corner. It isn’t some sort of naughty step type punishment. Honest 🙂

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