This #Caturday Saturday, here the silhouette of little rescue cat Bill on top of a silkscreen print based on sketches of pigeons in Swansea. I merged the drawings with some text I had written about the experience of drawing the pigeons, watching them from the window of Waterstone’s cafe, that used to be the oldContinue reading “#Caturday Silhouette 12.”
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Big And Baggy
Husb and I stopped for a cuppa in Waterstones café yesterday, having a break from the mid-winter gloom. We sat in the window overlooking the street where Woolworths used to be which is now Poundland, it’s a good vantage point for drawing people going about their business. It was getting dark and everywhere wasContinue reading “Big And Baggy”
A Slice Of Time
This screenprint represents a very specific slice of time. Some years ago, there was a Woolworths store opposite the Waterstones bookshop in Swansea. I used to sit in the window of the bookshop cafe up on the first floor, with a pot of tea, and scribble the pigeons that sat on the Woolworths signage opposite.Continue reading “A Slice Of Time”
Feathery Fidgety Fellows
I’m part of an artist collective called Commensalis that aims to organise pop-up exhibitions in quirky places to get our work seen by a good cross-section of people, not only dedicated artanistas. We’ve found a geat mortuary chapel in Bath, UK and we’re busy raising some money through crowd-funding to cover the costs of puttingContinue reading “Feathery Fidgety Fellows”
A Page Of Pigeons
There’s a nice cafe in an old cinema that’s been converted to a Waterstones bookshop in the cuty centre. Sometimes I sit in the large Victorian bow window, drinking tea and wathcing what’s going on outside and sketching. When I first started, there was a Woolworth’s store opposite which had large signage that stuckContinue reading “A Page Of Pigeons”
Woollies Pigeons
I sometimes go for coffee to Waterstones bookshop in Swansea, where the cafe is upstairs opposite the old Woolworths store. After Woollies closed, the signage was colonised by pigeons; before that, the signs were always lit up and too hot for the pigeons to sit on. I liked to sit in the big old windowContinue reading “Woollies Pigeons”
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