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The GVAG’s Friends.

Husb and I went to the Annual General Meeting of the Friends of the Glynn Vivian Art Gallery a few days ago. Of course, I had to have a scribble…..

Man In A Stripey Shirt.

I was at a meeting this evening, The Friends Of The Glynn Vivian Art Gallery’s Annual General Meeting, and I spotted this chap in a stripey shirt. Of course I had to have a scribble, in Faber Castell Pitt drawing pens into a smooth, cloth-bound A5 sketchbook.

Saving Cilfai.

Here’s a little scribble I did this evening at a public meeting in the Saint Thomas area of Swansea to look at objections to the proposed Skyline development on Swansea’s Eastside. If you want to take a look at the Planning Application Comments section, please click here.

A Green Man In The City.

Husb and I popped along to an event in Swansea’s City Centre on Saturday, drawing attention to the proposed Skyline development on Kilvey Hill, which is a much loved and valuable nature reserve reclaimed from industrial pollution. This Green Man turned up. He was very tall. And leafy. When I was little, the hill wasContinue reading “A Green Man In The City.”

Faces In The Audience: 1

Husb and I went to a memorial celebration for the life of a friend, Professor Jen Wilson, who recently died. There were lovely performances of jazz and blues music, which she had championed all her life and of course, I took the opportunity to have a scribble.

Eryri: Sketch And Film.

Here’s the last of my Eryri sketches, as we left the mountains on our journey back to the coast and Caernarfon. This vista had an extraordinary bright torrent of waterfall tumbling down the dark rocks, set against a strangely gleaming sky. Husb recorded this short film of me drawing on the little steam train –Continue reading “Eryri: Sketch And Film.”

Eryri: 5

Travelling back from Beddgelert on the little steam train, the storm was lifting and although the winds were still high, the rain stopped and a strange light flooded Eryri, backlighting the mountains. I worked very quickly into my black sketchbook with Sennelier and Daler Rowney soft pastels, held on their side flat against the paper,Continue reading “Eryri: 5”

Eryri: 4.

After a steep and spectacular climb up the mountains, Husb and I had a break in Beddgelert and the storm eased off while we were there. We strolled through the historic village and were stunned by the ferocity of the two rivers that meet there, Afon Colwyn and Afon Glaslyn. The recent storms had createdContinue reading “Eryri: 4.”

Eryri: 3

I live in a very rainy country, but rarely represent the rain in my sketching …. because it’s miserable to stand in the rain and draw! And not very practical – paper gets soggy, colours run or slip around. That can be interesting, but it’s a lot of physical discomfort. So the journey on theContinue reading “Eryri: 3”