Rain. Hail. Thunder. Picnic.

Travelling down to Lahore from Rawalpindi on my birthday, we hit a huge storm, so heavy that we had to stop on the motorway verge so we had our picnic of egg sandwiches and crisps in the car while the torrential rain and hail – yes hail in Pakistan – thundered down on the roofContinue reading “Rain. Hail. Thunder. Picnic.”

Cold Scribbling

Husb and I trekked up Constitution Hill a couple of hours ago so I could go and draw in the twilight in Rosehill Quarry. The Hill is extremely steep and cobbled, cycling races are held on it, and we had a good workout. The Quarry was still covered in snow. I find it useful toContinue reading “Cold Scribbling”

Fluffy Tracer Bullets

So we were supposed to have snow. I didn’t believe a word of it. We hardly ever have snow in these here parts because of our micro-climate and the Gulf Stream. But today, it happened. There was snow. Not a lot. Just enough for Husb and I to get in a brisk walk to theContinue reading “Fluffy Tracer Bullets”

Love And The Labyrinth

It was a bright, sunny, though cold, afternoon and Husb and I strolled up the hill to Rosehill Quarry to walk the labyrinth. It’s based on an ancient Cretan design and is cut into the grass, the incised path filled with crushed cockle shells that are a by-product of the local seafood industry. It’s anContinue reading “Love And The Labyrinth”

50 Shades?

When I first heard there was a book called “50 Shades Of Grey” I thought it was about British weather. It sounds like a typical drizzly day in Swansea Bay. Like today. Here’s a few shades of grey. I drew this in my 15cm square hand-made Khadi sketchbook, prepared with a grey wash of IndianContinue reading “50 Shades?”