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)”
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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?”
Standing In The Sun
The sun is out, people are flocking to the beach and there are plenty of subjects to draw. This chap was standing on the sand absorbing the heat. I drew him with a graphite stick into my A5 hardback sketchbook.
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”
Really Difficult (Female Nude)
Just back from life drawing at Swansea Print Workshop. I spent an hour drawing this pose in compressed charcoal, chalk and conte crayon, black and white, onto a piece of Saunders vintage paper. It had some severe foreshortening, with both hands and the left foot going in different directions. It’s the most difficult poseContinue reading “Really Difficult (Female Nude)”
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”
Bye Bye Birdy
Richard the Bird, our little visitor, returned home to his humans today. They’re back from their travels and picked him up this evening so I had a final few scribbles. He’s been with us for a month and we’re missing the little tyke already. He’d gotten used to us and treated Husb like some sortContinue reading “Bye Bye Birdy”
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.
Bird In A Huff
I had a sneaky digital scribble this evening, looking at Richard the Bird through the bars of his cage as he glared malevolently back at me with his yellow beady eye. He was having a hissy fit because I gave him a fresh raspberry, foraged at the local supermarket, but he wanted Husb, the parrotContinue reading “Bird In A Huff”
A Life Of Its Own
Three years ago I visited Berlin, the temperature was around minus 20 degrees C and there was a couple of feet of snow everywhere. I went to the Holocaust Memorial, thousands of black stelae in a grid across the landscape and the deep snow threw ethereal shadows between the columns. I took a lot ofContinue reading “A Life Of Its Own”
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