With Minimal Strokes.

I went out walking in the dark one evening, down to the beach (I’m so lucky to live so close to the sea) and I took a pad of Khadi paper that I had brushed with a thin layer of black ink, to give a grey wash. I took some black and white conté crayonsContinue reading “With Minimal Strokes.”

Stormy Scribbling

I went down to the seafront at high tide this morning. I only live a few minutes walk from Swansea Bay and the wind in the street was reasonable but by the time I reached the exposed coast, the gales were so ferocious that I had trouble standing up. The sea was fierce and IContinue reading “Stormy Scribbling”