Here’s another drawing I did last weekend at a poetry fundraiser for Harry’s Fund at Elysium. This woman was sitting in a squished way so was very interesting to draw. It took a while to get it right. I used the continuous line method but kept stopping to look because her angles didn’t seem quiteContinue reading “Squished Scribble.”
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Revisiting Pandemic Art.
I started cutting many little lino blocks way back in the pandemic lockdown. I was recording phrases that summed up what we were going through, but after a while it became so depressing that I had to give up. It’s taken a long time to feel able to go back to them, some of themContinue reading “Revisiting Pandemic Art.”
Poetry, Fundraising and Swansea Market.
I went to a poetry reading at Elysium the other day. It’s not like me, I’m not usually a fan of poetry. But these were by local poet David Hughes and I really like his work. It isn’t pretentious and bourgeois, it’s down to earth, relatable and often fun. The poems were performed by aContinue reading “Poetry, Fundraising and Swansea Market.”
#StandingStoneSunday 20
Here’s Maen Bradwen, or Carreg Bica on Mynydd Drummau Mountain in Neath Port Talbot. It’s a massive stone and local legend has it that it bathes in the River Neath / Afon Nedd on Easter morning. I did this while I was travelling around South Wales with filmmaker Melvyn Williams and prehistorian Dewi Bowen while he was researching material for his latestContinue reading “#StandingStoneSunday 20”
#Caturday – Two Little Kitties
It’s #Caturday Saturday again and here’s a picture from nine years ago, before Sparta Puss became an only cat. The little fluff ball on the right is the late, great Little Ming, a one-eyed Naughty Tortie rescue cat with heaps of Tortitude. Ming died about 4 years ago, at a ripe old age. I’ve putContinue reading “#Caturday – Two Little Kitties”
Painting Upside Down 3
Did a bit more work on this painting of siblings in my family today. I find that it’s so much easier to work from a photograph upside down, which is liberating because it ceases to be representational, everything becomes shapes, colours, tones and lines.
Solidarity!
I am a lifelong union member, for over four decades, and I went to a demonstration in Castle Square in Swansea in support of those on strike today. Of course, I had to have a scribble. Here’s some of the members from the Public and Commercial Services Union, grouped around their flags. I drew intoContinue reading “Solidarity!”
Fabric Printing With A Dead Horse.
I spent the afternoon down at Swansea Print Workshop today, doing some fabric printing. It’s rare for me – I’m a paper fiend – but this is for something very specific. I’m printing onto some items of clothing with one of my little Mari Lwyd linocuts.
Scribbling In The Warm.
Husb and I went out for a walk yesterday afternoon, it was sparkling sunshine but also very cold so we called in at a new café in the old Observatory on the promenade, overlooking Swansea Beach. A lovely place in a gorgeous setting. And toasty warm. Of course, I had to have a scribble. IContinue reading “Scribbling In The Warm.”
#StandingStoneSunday 19
Here’s Maen Bradwen, or Carreg Bica on Mynydd Drummau Mountain in Neath Port Talbot. It’s a massive stone and local legend has it that it bathes in the River Neath / Afon Nedd on Easter morning. I did this while I was travelling around South Wales with filmmaker Melvyn Williams and prehistorian Dewi Bowen while he was researching material for his latestContinue reading “#StandingStoneSunday 19”
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