Yesterday the weather was lovely, warm and sunny not like today which is pouring down. Anyway just 24 hours ago Husb and I went for a walk in Penllegare Woods. We hadn’t been since before lockdown started. I saw this strange contorted tree so stopped to sketch it. I used Daler Rowney medium sticks ofContinue reading “The Strange Tree”
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Family Visit 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,Continue reading “Family Visit 2020”
A White Raven Emerges
Inspiration can be a slow process for me. I heard a poem performed by Welsh artist and rapper Rufus Mufasa back last year which featured a raven and it’s been buried somewhere inside and emerged a few days ago. As a female raven, as a manifestation of the ancient Welsh goddess Brânwen and now, today,Continue reading “A White Raven Emerges”
Having A Natter
I saw this little group when I was out walking with Husb yesterday, they’d taken their children to Cwmdonkin Parkand were having a natter. It’s nice to scribble little knots of people like this. It’s a good exercise because you have to get the proportions right while working quickly before they move away. I’ve beenContinue reading “Having A Natter”
Unsettling Times
It’s been an unsettling few days with the weirdest weather – torrential rain and gales in mid Summer, the death of a beloved elderly relative and the pandemic lockdown more or less lifted in the English part of the UK. Strange and tough times, I needed a short break from blogging and drawing. I wentContinue reading “Unsettling Times”
Scribbling Brân
I practised drawing a raven today, from a photograph, as I have the germ of an idea for some new work. I find birds really hard to draw because they have such strange proportions. My first one was way off, the second is getting there. More work to do. I’m thinking this may end upContinue reading “Scribbling Brân”
Sparta Puss Here
Greetings trained monkeys. Sparta Puss here. I’ve managed to get my paws on the pooter box while my hairless apes are preparing themselves for something called a Zoom Quiz. Idiots. I thought you’d like to see me. I’m posing with something called a buk. It is a special buk that the she-monkey pokes with aContinue reading “Sparta Puss Here”
Scribbling In The Scotch Mist
I met up with a friend in Clyne Gardens today, where it’s easy to keep a safe distance. It was raining, but not heavily, what my Mam used to call “Scotch Mist” as she sent us out to play in the summer school holidays. We sat on a picnic table near the Touring Tea Room,Continue reading “Scribbling In The Scotch Mist”
Four Chelsea Buns, Two Small Loaves And A Quick Scribble
I went out earlier for my sanctioned exercise and as it was looking like rain and very windy, just strolled to a small public mews garden, probably Victorian. It has quite a formal arrangement of lawns and paths but there’s a tangle of very mature trees around the edge. I did a quick sketch withContinue reading “Four Chelsea Buns, Two Small Loaves And A Quick Scribble”
Then Came The Deluge
Husb and I went for our daily authorised exercise today and ended up in the lovely Cwmdonkin Park where I stopped to draw this very striking row of trees. I laid down the basic details with willow charcoal into a Khadi sketchbook – then the heaven’s opened and a deluge of Biblical proportions hit!Continue reading “Then Came The Deluge”
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