I went for a walk in the beautiful Penllegare Woods this morning. I was brilliant sunshine but also only just above freezing point, the low Winter sun threw deep shadows across the leaf-strewn paths. The sketch was quick, just a couple of minutes with conté crayons in black, sanguine and white. The speediness forced meContinue reading “A Walk In The Woods”
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Strolling
Sometimes I have a quick scribble when I’m out strolling. Just a minute or so, hardly breaking my walk, using my white, sanguine and black conté crayons into an A4 brown paper sketchbook. This is a footpath under an old railway bridge near the seafront. I am putting my series of drawings ofContinue reading “Strolling”
Beacons
Driving back over the Brecon Beacons to Swansea, I did a quick sketch in the car, drawing an approximate image because we travelled too fast to do a detailed drawing.
Random Heads
I’ll scribble anytime, anywhere, me. I only had a lined notebook with me but what the heck! It’s good practice to draw quickly, you can’t expect random people to stay still and pose. It forces you to identify the basic features of your subject and reject anything above and beyond that. I am puttingContinue reading “Random Heads”
Drawing The Artist
Husb and I went to an artist talk at The Mission Gallery in Swansea earlier today. I like to scribble away in my sketchbook when I go to events like this. The artist, ceramicist Anne Gibbs was in conversation with Cath Roche, talking about her new exhibition, “Still“. I find that if I draw, ratherContinue reading “Drawing The Artist”
Walking It Off
After 2 days of scoffing and lazing, no work, no art, husb and I shifted our behinds off the comfy settee, dragged ourselves out into the cold and started walking off the sluggishness of the holiday. I took my brown paper sketchbook and some conté crayons and did a quick sketch across Swansea Bay. It’sContinue reading “Walking It Off”
Frantic Felix
The second of our little furry friends from the hotel we stayed at in Kyrenia recently. Husb and I called him Felix because he looks like the cat from the Felix food adverts. He was a persistent little tyke, mewing frantically when we passed him on the path and wrapping himself around our legs topContinue reading “Frantic Felix”
Big Ginge
Husb and I were surrounded by cats during our recent holiday in Northern Cyprus. There were three small separate well-fed colonies of kitties living on our hotel site, being doted on by staff and tourists. I thought I might draw them but to be honest, I wanted a bit of a break from drawing whileContinue reading “Big Ginge”
Salamis
On our last day in Northern Cyprus, Husb and I took off on a day trip and one of the places we visited is Salamis, an ancient site dating from the Late Bronze Age, although the majority of the visible ruins are Roman. I did a quick scribble but I don’t feel particularly happy withContinue reading “Salamis”
The Five Fingered Peak
On our last day in idyllic Northern Cyprus (Kuzey Kibris), Husb and I went on a day trip from Kyrenia (Girne) across to the eastern coastal town, Famagusta (Gazimağusa), a fascinating dip into the geology, history and culture of the country. On our way back, heading north over the Kyrenia Mountains as the sun wasContinue reading “The Five Fingered Peak”
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