I drew these two on the train, such is my way.
The smartphone has brought the two head together. The gaze of their eyes coming together at the point of the image on the screen somewhere in front of them, forming a funny invisible triangle, with the phone being out in front of the surface of the drawing.
Or is that just how I’d like this drawing to be seen? Who needs 3D glasses?
I definitely think I was ill when I drew this picture in pastels and watercolour.
It was created about 5 years ago, so I can’t really remember.
I’m not sure I have ever recovered.
A continuing downward spiral.
This little girl on the train with her mum was intensely drawing in her sketchbook throughout the journey. So engrossed in what she was doing.
Somebody who obviously shares the same values as me.
This is a drawing I did of our compost bins down the end of our garden. They are now over 30 years old and need a bit of attention to bring them back to full working order. They are well overgrown, falling to bits, and with some large logs piled up in front to hide them from view; Pretend they don’t exist.
I wasn’t quite sure what to do with them, but by sitting down and drawing, taking my time to study them in more detail (although not in a technical drawing sort of way), communing with nature a bit (a squirrel was making a right racket in a tree overhead), my sub-conscious brain started whirring and slowly formulated a plan of action. Now to put it into practice (next week).
Happy is a man with a plan. – and a sketchbook!