Husb and I spent a week in Malta, which is why I haven’t done much blogging, because Internet access was poor and we were out walking, exploring and drawing every day. When I am in a new place, it’s difficult to know what to draw. I don’t want to do tourist attractions, nice views andContinue reading “Feet And Faffing”
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The Dolmen
Husb and I are having a few days in Malta. It’s an amazing place and we can indulge one of our passions, prehistory. We saw this dolmen in the middle of a new luxury hotel and casino complex in the tiny coastal town of Bugibba. It’s over 4,000 years old and it seems odd surroundedContinue reading “The Dolmen”
Sawing And Scribbling
Husb and I spent a few hours up a hill cutting down trees with some of our young relatives. The area is quite heavily forested, having been reclaimed from heavy industry during the 1970s after a couple of centuries of pollution. This area was the crucible of the Industrial Revolution and was badly scarred untilContinue reading “Sawing And Scribbling”
Teenager
I did a quick scribble of Teenage Niece this evening. It had to be a quick scribble because she can’t sit still for long. It’s an interesting phase of development. Her face isn’t the scrunched up alien physique of a child but she still has a child-like roundness to her features. I used Faber CastellContinue reading “Teenager”
A Vast Behind
Back at Folly Farm yesterday, I was in the right place at the right time, standing under a fodder bucket in the Giraffe enclosure during feeding time. Rhian the giraffe was eating her scran just a couple of feet above my head! Well, I had to scribble her, didn’t I? Then she turned herContinue reading “A Vast Behind”
Let Sleeping Cats Lie
Especially if they’re lions! Husb and I spent a happy day at Folly Farm near Tenby celebrating a little relative’s birthday. I have mixed feelings about zoos, but this is a nice one with lots of space for the animals and they run a number of conservation programmes. With our species standing at overContinue reading “Let Sleeping Cats Lie”
Drawing Black
It’s hard, drawing black. Very hard. Sparta Puss is tortoiseshell so there are a few lighter bits on her. It was even harder to draw my late, great kitteh, Bola, who was as black as a panther. It’s all down to the marks you make, varying them to delineate the different areas of the subject.Continue reading “Drawing Black”
Scratching An Itch
Husb and I spent the evening at a very useful ‘Make And Market’ event at the new Galerie Simpson on Swansea’s High Street. We had 4 very interesting speakers, two visual artists and two creative IT people, and networking over fabulous nibbles afterwards. The gallery has only been open a couple of months but hasContinue reading “Scratching An Itch”
Sneaky!
I snuck up on Husb tonight and scribbled him as he watched TV. Sometimes I think I might be a stalker! Drawn with Faber Castell Pitt drawing pens sizes S and F into my A5 Tate Gallery sketchbook.
Cwtch And Pajamas
It’s cold, it’s been a long week and I’m cwtched in my pajamas on my comfy chair with Sparta Puss at my feet. I’m not going anywhere so I did a scribble of the cat. She’s looking like a bit of a bruiser at the moment, with her thick winter coat and winter weight gain.Continue reading “Cwtch And Pajamas”
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