Whilst my sketching mojo has made a small comeback this week, I seem to have lost my words, hence the non-title of this post.
On Monday, I had 20 minutes to have a cuppa before a meeting in Somerset House. I sat on the terrace and had to sketch my view of the London Eye.
On Monday, I had 20 minutes to have a cuppa before a meeting in Somerset House. I sat on the terrace and had to sketch my view of the London Eye.
On Wednesday, I had to go to Maldon and with a spare half hour started to sketch an amazing garden-covered barge.
I didn't have time to add colour, so I did it at home later.
I didn't have time to add colour, so I did it at home later.
Thursday I was stuck in the hairdresser's for ages, so grabbed my A6 Laloran sketchbook.
I'm a bit concerned as I don't recognise that old lady in the mirror.
I'm a bit concerned as I don't recognise that old lady in the mirror.
Hair colour 2015. Pencil
I sketched myself in the same position in 2010. I remember that I didn't wear my glasses and had to squint at the book.
Hair colour 2010. Ink in A6 moleskin.
Then yesterday, I joined the Essex & Suffolk Sketchers at Henny fete, where I visited a local garden, which happened to be serving cream teas. Using a Daler A5 sketchbook, I sketched it to justify eating it despite my ever expanding waistline.
Cream tea in watercolours.
Finally, I did a very quick sketch trying to capture a feeling of the quintessential English fete, whilst my assistant dug herself a hole.
As it was so colourful, I used a rainbow pencil by Lyra in my A5 Daler sketchbook.
As it was so colourful, I used a rainbow pencil by Lyra in my A5 Daler sketchbook.
My assistant checks my perspective.
Henny fete.
So that was my sketching week. Now if I could only think of a title...
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