Sketchbook Archives: 11

Faces from the past, sketchbook drawings from July 2012, about a year after I started this blog. Husb and family feature in a few, and people out and about in cafes, with a couple of old friends. We’re all older now.

Sketchbook Archives: 10

These sketches were posted on my new-ish blog in June 2012. They’re quite a mix of where I was out and about around that time. There are some people dancing at a gig, a Big Issue seller and some shop security men on Swansea’s upper Oxford street. A friend washing up in his kitchen andContinue reading “Sketchbook Archives: 10”

Little Figures, Big Press. And Cakes.

Had a lovely afternoon last Saturday down at Swansea Print Workshop. I and the artists I went to Germany with, Chris Bird-Jones, Sarah Hopkins, Rhiannon Rees and Rhian Haf, held an open afternoon where we presented an illustrated talk and showed the work we did at Atelierhof Werenzhaim. I cut up the huge paper intoContinue reading “Little Figures, Big Press. And Cakes.”

Sketchbook Archives: 9

I posted these sketchbook scribbles less than a year after I started this blog, back in May 2012. Three of them are of a biker’s funeral at the local Gospel Hall, then there are random people and my little great-nephew, who is much bigger now and got married a few weeks ago.

Wicked Foreshortening.

Here’s another sketch I did yesterday when Husb and our little relative were throwing axes at Lumberjack. It was good practice for me to sketch the odd positions that I wouldn’t normally see. There’s some wicked foreshortening going on with that axe arm, took me ages but I got it in the end. It’s definitelyContinue reading “Wicked Foreshortening.”

The Littlest Axe Chucker.

Husb and I took a young relative to our local axe-chucking centre earlier this evening, they chucked axes and I had a scribble. Here he is, he’s at that stage of shooting up and being very skinny. He did pretty well with the axes.

Sketchbook Archives: 8

I posted these sketches on my blog through April 2012. It’s nice looking back at these memories; our niece now all grown up, a visit to see the giraffes in Folly Farm, a windy walk on the beach…

After A Chippy Tea.

I went out this evening after an early chippy tea, to a meeting of an arts group I’m a member of. Of course, I had to have a scribble… There was cheese there. I ate some cheese. In fact, I ate a lot of cheese. Not a good idea after a chippy tea. Now I’mContinue reading “After A Chippy Tea.”

Forest Face: 1

Building on the outline sketch I did yesterday, I worked into it with a large watercolour brush and some home-made walnut ink, thinned with water to give a paler wash. While I tried to suspend any directive thoughts, I held the images of the woodland walk through Ilston, and I just let my hand workContinue reading “Forest Face: 1”