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I have been on the Isles of Scilly for 10 days, listening to the Rough Island Band, swimming in the sea in various states of sobriety, going for long lazy walks, talking to old friends, and generally having a wonderful time. I knitted a lot, and sketched a bit.
June 18, 2012 § 2 Comments
Dr Sketchy’s anti art school was founded in New York in 2005 by artists A.V. Phibes and Molly Crabapple (check out her gloriously sleazy drawings here), and is described by the website as “the world’s premier alt.drawing movement [where] artists draw glamorous underground performers in an atmosphere of boozy conviviality.” Art schools now operate in over 100 cities, including Nottingham where I went along to Glee Club on Saturday to drink coffee, eat the filthy-gorgeous chocolate brownie, draw burlesque dancers, and try to avoid splashing ink on the cream upholstery. It was a brilliant afternoon – I went through two thirds of a new sketchbook and came out feeling inspired. Here are some bits and bobs:-
If you fancy a dose of tea, cake, and drawing for grown-ups, there is more information here.
June 9, 2012 § Leave a comment
Well well, it’s been an awful long time! I have mainly been
- doing my full time job
- getting ready to start my teacher training in September – coming to terms with moving my life back home to my parents’ big warm house after years of living away from it, reading a lot, and filling in forms. A lot of filling in forms.
- knitting mindlessly (you can see some of my adventures with needles and yarn here)
- becoming addicted to the dubiously idealised world of Pinterest
- working on a private non-blogable project
- running away at weekends for hill-walking, late-night gossip with friends, cocktails and Turkish food in That London, and learning about bats with my nearly-two-year-old nephew (who now wants to sleep hanging from his toes by the headboard)
I’m not so much in a rut as too busy and all-over-the-place to focus on drawing, and whilst I do think that creativity requires periods of just living and being and looking and thinking and soaking life up like a hungry sponge, the lack of picture-making in my life lately has started to induce mild panic. Marvelous marvelous Neil Gaiman said this, and made me feel more alive:-
And I have started drawing faces, just enjoying the experience of moving a line around again. Here some are:-
April 17, 2012 § Leave a comment
I have spent the last 2 weeks eating and drawing and swimming and lying in the sun in Southern Spain. It was glorious. Here are doodles…
Things I would especially recommend…
- Visiting the Alhambra, as much as possible and at all times of day, but especially the Nasrid Palaces at night – I felt as though I had stumbled into a fairy story.
- Eating churros and chocolate until you can’t stand up.
- Walking around the Real Monasterio de San Jeronimo in Granada, where nuns have painted the inside of the chapel. All over. In a sort of glorious and slightly terrifying choas – corpulent cherubs and impressionistic pastoral scenes and multicoloured Moorish-inspired patterns and trompe l’oiel monochrome work and simulated marble textures in the style of bad 1980s DIY magazines and actual beautiful ancient marble and carved wood and hideous Catholic statues and beautiful sinuous elegant arches and stained glass windows and a towering eyeful of gold leaf, all crammed in together. Prepare for visual hangover.
- Being stunned by the caves at Nerja, which are huge and surreal and magic.
- Eating cane honey in Frigiliana.
- the Picasso museum in Malaga – joyous.