Tag Archives: speed drawing

Crowd Surf My Coffin

10 Oct

Oh WOW! It was so good to be at a live gig this week, Skindred at The Tramshed in Cardiff, first gig in over 18 months. It was AWESOME! I was so energised and danced and bounced for hours (killed me for the next two days though). But I still found a bit of time to have a scribble. We were upstairs so I was looking down on the crowd in the dark and I could only see white shapes of heads, faces, arms, hands. So I scribbled them, in the dark …. why not, eh?

I added the blackness today, using a very soft charcoal pencil and a tortillon. I would have carried on scribbling but I dropped my pen over the edge of the balcony onto someone’s head – had to duck so I wasn’t spotted.

Anyway, I couldn’t scribble when Skindred was on stage because I was screaming and hollering and headbanging. There was loads of crowd surfing going on down below, and a lively mosh pit. That brought back memories. When I die I want my friends and family to crowd-surf my coffin to a Skindred track. Here’s Newport’s finest at The Tramshed. I’m in the middle at the back on the balcony. Can you see me? 😀

A Chance To Own One Of My Artworks

I have some small screenprints for sale, inspired by my drawings of the antique taxidermy collection at Swansea Museum. I have given these vintage artifacts a modern twist by combining them with images of rubbish – old fruit nets, bubble wrap and plastic – highlighting the problem of human pollution and how it affects wildlife.

To buy my work on the Swansea Print Workshop site please click the image to the left to see the complete image.

20 percent of the cost of each screenprint sold goes to support Swansea Print Workshop, which receives no public funding.

Bruised, Sore And Hoarse. Marvellous!

8 Oct

Didn’t post here last night because I was AT A GIG – Skindred – for the first time since lockdown started. That’s 18 months without live music. It was BRILLIANT but I’m absolutely knackered today. My feet feel bruised, my neck is sore from headbanging and I can hardly speak because I screamed myself hoarse. Bloody marvellous. I didn’t realised how much I missed live music. I feel ALIVE!!!!!

I managed some scribbling during the set of the excellent first band, Saint Agnes. I was speed drawing in the dark – I like a challenge 😉 I often do technical drawing exercises, to practice, and the ones that helped most here are the one where you draw without looking at the paper at all, just the subject. And continuous line drawing.

The venue, The Tramshed in Cardiff, is proper old school with plenty of room for a mosh pit and carpets that your feet stick to 😀 I’m surprised I lasted the night, but two pints of Diet Coke and I was well away! But I’m suffering for it tonight so I made comfort food for me and Husb. Traditional rice pudding and a night in front of the telly. Lovely.

The main band was Skindred , Newport’s finest, and if you haven’t heard them, here’s a video of them at Download festival. They’re Welsh heavy metal / ragga fusion. I love them, one of my favourite bands.

Scribbling At Speed

2 Feb

sunday dinner

Sometimes there’s a lot of pressure to always turn out a ‘proper’ drawing but I don’t think that’s what sketchbooks are for. Artists need to practice, just as musicians do and my sketchbook is, for me, a great way to practice. Speed drawing helps to hone skills, forcing you to focus on what’s absolutley vital in the subject. I scribbled this in about a minute earleir today when I was having a pub lunch. The father and his little girl were at the bar and I had to work quickly to catch something as the child was excited and rushing around. I used a ballpoint pen into my A6 sketchbook.

A Bit Of People Watching

18 May

 

old lady

Just a little bit of people watching today into my tiny floral covered sketchbook.

sketchbook

Pollards And Barns

14 May

pollards

Husb and I took a walk around Avebury village over the weekend. There are a few medieval barns, thatched of course and lots of trees, quite a lot had been pollarded. The older barns are a bit higgledy piggledy, bent and sagging with age. I had a scribble. Of course!

barns

Taking Tea

13 May

tea at avebury

Husb and I had a few days away in England, staying with some lovely friends. We stopped for a break at the ancient site of Avebury. We have been there before, but to see the Neolithic stones. This time we visited the fabulous medieval manor on the site. We had a nice cup of tea and cake in the manor’s tea room. Of course, I had to have a scribble, into my tiny flowery sketchbook.

sketchbook

Rainy Day With A Cat

12 May

scooter

Husb and I have been visiting friends and today it poured with rain, so we mostly stayed in and chilled out with the cat. I had a bit of a scribble. She looks quite different to my cat, really. She stayed still for a few moments while I tried to do a portrait, then she got bored and turned her back on me and went to sleep. Just like my cat. Really.

Biggest. Scones. Ever.

11 May

scones

Husb and I went with friends to the seaside town of Hastings today. I hadn’t been before and it’s a great place, a mixture of curious, kitsch and cool. It was sunny and warm and we took a long walk through the old town, full of higgledy piggledy cobbled streets and ancient buildings, interesting shops and lovely cafes, loads of vintage and antique emporia.

We stopped for a cup of tea in the Green Cafe in the Old Town where we saw the Biggest Scones Ever. Seriously large. One of our friends ordered a cheese scone. It arrived, awesome in it’s vastness, with an ice-cream scoop of butter. It was delicious. And the tea was good too. Of course, I had to have a scribble, with a biro (ballpoint) pen into my small, flowery sketchbook.

sketchbook

 

 

Building Blocks

8 May

volleyball 3

It was a lovely evening after a cold, grey day so Husb and I took advantage and went for a walk on the beach. There were a lot of people doing the same thing and some groups playing sports on the sand. I saw these four playing volleyball. So I had to have a scribble, didn’t I? This was speed drawing at its speediest, barely a couple of seconds to get something down, which really forced me to focus on the basic details and to keep my eye on the subjects.

As far as I’m concerned, although these sketches don’t look like much, they’re the building blocks of my art practice. They refine my linework and help me to gain a greater understanding of form. I used a Faber Castell Pitt drawing pen size F into my tiny flowery sketchbook.

sketchbook

 

The Cat And The Monkeys

10 Jan

sparta 1

Sparta Puss, about 1 minute of scribbling

Greetings hairless apes. Sparta Puss here, taking over the pooter box once again. It’s been a while but I’ve been busy, y’know, eating, sleeping, getting a little chunky to keep me warm through the winter, usual stuff. Something called Christmas happened and my bald monkeys gave me a tree to climb and it was full of baubles for me to throw around and I had lots of pretty paper to shred around the house and something called tinsel that I really enjoy swallowing because it makes the furless simians quite hysterical. And so many new boxes to sit in. They took the tree away a few days ago but they’re still finding baubles around the house. I hid them. Hah! And then I dumped a dead rat by the windowsill of the monkeys’ bedroom and the she-ape got even more hysterical than when I ate the tinsel. Bwahahahaha!!!!!

sparta 2

Sparta Puss, about 4 minutes of scribbling

The she-ape’s been making scribbles with dirt from a stick onto some paper and claiming that it looks like me again. She’s an idiot.

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