Just back from life drawing at Swansea Print Workshop. I had a choice of where to sit so, thinking aloud I said, “Shall I sit side on to draw an easier pose or shall I sit front on and do the really nasty foreshortening?” My sadistic fellow artists said, as one, “Front on! Do theContinue reading “Evil Foreshortening (Female Nude)”
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Practice Makes Perfect (male nude)
Just back from life drawing at Swansea Print Workshop and it was a tough one this evening. The pose is deceptively difficult, with foreshortening of the hands and legs and the model leaning back made the head a bit odd too. I struggled, using several grades of graphite stick onto a vintage Saunders paper. IContinue reading “Practice Makes Perfect (male nude)”
Is It A Hen?
Husb and I visited a friend at her farm today and cut some bamboo canes for our allotment. It was gorgeous, sunny and warm; thirsty work. I grabbed the chance to get some sneaky digital shots of the fidgety chickens and had a bit of a scribble into my A5 hardbacked sketchbook with aContinue reading “Is It A Hen?”
Some Days You Can’t
I try to blog every day but now and again, not often, I’m just too shattered to do a drawing and write up a blog. Yesterday was one of those days. I’m a bit gutted because I haven’t had a day off blogging since the middle of December, but last night I just couldn’t getContinue reading “Some Days You Can’t”
In Someone Else’s Zone
Husb and I went to a performance drawing event at the excellent local artspace, Creative Bubble, this evening to see artist Glan Jenkins working on a new drawing. I draw all the time so I’m used to being completely in the zone, cut off from the rest of the world as I get immersed inContinue reading “In Someone Else’s Zone”
Not Noticed
I scribble into my sketchbook more or less every day. Find a place, take a few minutes and scribble. It’s good practice and mostly I’m not noticed. I used a graphite stick into my A5 hardback sketchbook.
Teeny Tiny Rugby Fan
I scribbled this from a photo I took of our houseguest parrot, Richard The Bird and Husb at the weekend as they were watching the Wales v Ireland rugby international match together. Richard settled happily on Husb’s shoulder, watching intently and fluffing his feathers and shrieking every time Husb shouted or cheered at the game.Continue reading “Teeny Tiny Rugby Fan”
Pirate Parrot
Husb and I have been looking after a relative’s Senegal parrot for a couple of weeks. His name is Richard The Bird. He’s definitely a man’s man. He mostly ignores me and sits happily on Husb’s shoulder like a proper pirate parrot. But today for some reason he flew onto me. I was okay withContinue reading “Pirate Parrot”
Skinny Shadows
Still on my self-imposed exile from the digital drawing machine, I carried on drawing from some photos I took on Swansea Beach recently. Although speed sketching is very useful, focussing the attention only on what’s absolutely vital, I want to do some more detailed action drawings and these can’t be done with a model orContinue reading “Skinny Shadows”
Ants In Pants
I carried on with my break from digital drawing today, doing some speedy scribbles of a young relative, who of course can’t sit still for more than a few seconds. But it’s always good practice to work quickly and it’s an opportunity to catch fleeting expressions. I used a graphite stick into my A5 hardbackedContinue reading “Ants In Pants”
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