Husb and I went to a vigil in the city centre last evening for those recently murdered in the atrocity in Orlando in the USA. It was sad but also joyous because so many people came together to commemorate those who had died and to stand up for what’s right. I’m of an ageContinue reading “The Vigil”
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Recycle Reuse
I’m always surprised at what people throw away. I often pull discarded prints out of the waste paper bin at the workshop, they’re done on beautiful paper with top quality inks and can be reused for drawings and collage but still people chuck them. Other people’s waste is my raw material and I use theseContinue reading “Recycle Reuse”
Filthy Paws
I always was a mucky kid, climbing trees, making dens, digging the garden with my fingers. I haven’t changed. One good thing about being an artist is that I can be just as mucky as I was back then. Today I prepared a huge piece of paper for manier noir drawing. I was intendingContinue reading “Filthy Paws”
Shadowbeach
I’m lucky to live near one of the loveliest beaches anywhere, Swansea Bay, and Husb and I often wander down for a stroll. I used to sketch it a lot but haven’t done for ages because it got boring; I couldn’t find anything new to draw. I had recently been thinking about the drawingsContinue reading “Shadowbeach”
The Red Admiral
I went to the opening of the Art In The Tawe Valley (AitTV) group show this evening at Pontardawe Arts Centre. It was fab. Lots of lovely art, artists and conversations. I took a few minutes for a quick scribble, a woman in a backless dress showing her rather lovely butterfly tattoo – aContinue reading “The Red Admiral”
The Lido
I had a meeting today so we took advantage of the extraordinary dry and sunny weather to go al fresco at Blackpill Lido, half way between the city centre and Mumbles. I met up with my fellow artists Sylvie Evans and Graham Parker to hatch some plans for the future of our artist collective, 15Continue reading “The Lido”
Disaster In The Print Room
Making art can be so frustrating, things don’t always turn out right. I was down at Swansea Print Workshop yesterday working on a new full-colour monotype. It’s a complex process and things can go badly wrong at any stage. But more often than not, it will go wrong when you remove the final plate,Continue reading “Disaster In The Print Room”
The Lucky Winner
I rarely win anything, probably because I don’t enter competitions or do the lottery and things like that. But sometimes you see little competitions on Facebook and Twitter asking you to like and repost / retweet something and then you’ll be entered for a prize draw. I often click these and I’ve won twice.Continue reading “The Lucky Winner”
Before And After
This is a piece of Fabriano Accademica paper, prepared with charcoal, acrylic paint and my home made walnut ink. And this is the same piece after I have visited an ancient monument and drawn it onto the paper in charcoal and Daler Rowney soft pastels.
The Giant
I went out drawing up the mountains in the Carreg Cennen area, at Tair Carn Isaf (The Three Lower Cairns). The area is covered in cairns, skipping over the countryside along rocky outcrops arranged like a spine across the landscape. In the distance is a rounded hill – I think it’s called Tri Grug –Continue reading “The Giant”
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