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A Heavy Fog

19 Feb

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Here’s a drawing I did a while back, en plein air, walking on the Brecon Beacons in winter with a sketchbook of black paper and a stick of white soft oil pastel. It was a very misty day, the fog hung heavily over the landscape and washed out the colour from the surroundings.

 

 

 

 

Foggy And Hangliding

30 Dec

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Husb and I met up with some friends today for a good walk down at Rhossili, one of the most beautiful beaches in the world and a short drive from where we live. I took a brown paper sketchbook and some conté crayons to have a bit of a scribble. It was windy, cold and damp which didn’t make it easy to draw en plein air, so I stopped after a quick sketch. We walked down the steep path to the beginning of the causeway to the islands, which were cut off by the tide and then clambered back up the hillside. It was really foggy when we arrived but it lifted and some people took to hangliding above the huge beach.

Not So Hot

28 Jun

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Today’s temperature wasn’t quite so hot and Sparta Puss almost got up off the pouffé, almost …… She managed to be a bit alert this evening and even took a leisurely stroll to hassle a woodlouse for a bit. Hastily scribbled into my Peter Pauper Press ‘The Cat’s Meow Journal’ with a ballpoint pen.

Heat Exhaustion

27 Jun

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Sparta Puss looks the way I feel. It’s an unusually hot spell of weather and the heat is getting to us, cats, dogs, hairless apes and all. Sparta Puss has the right idea – crash out somewhere quiet until the cool night arrives. She can’t escape being scribbled though.

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Drawn with a ballpoint pen into my A5 size Peter Pauper Press ‘The Cat’s Meow’ journal.

The Net Shops

3 Jun

net sheds

Here’s a quick little sketch I did on my recent visit to Hastings. We walked along the sea front to the Old Town, which is a fishing village, and saw these odd, elongated dark wooden sheds. It turns out they’re net shops / sheds, the fishermen had limited space to hang their nets so built the sheds very high, three stories and painted black. There were also normal size sheds, also very dark wood, that sold the freshest of fish, landed that day. It is lovely to see a traditional industry dating back to the early 19th century still thriving.

Comfy Shoes

2 Jun

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End of a long day, lots of family stuff and a visit to town and it’s hot and sticky and muggy so I’m slobbing out at home scribbling my comfy shoes into my little flower covered sketchbook.

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It’s tiny and I’m using a biro (ballpoint) pen.

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!

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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.

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Rainy Day With A Cat

12 May

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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.

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