Everyday number 34. Cigar man with friends and beers. Small village near Rio Tajuña, south of Madrid. Wax crayons and coloured pencils. There’s nothing like turning up in a tiny village you haven’t been to before, sitting on the local bar terrace, and watching the people that live there go about their lives. It’s a windowContinue reading “Cigar man with friends and beers.”
Everyday number 33. A young priest having lunch with companions in Chinchón, in a quiet plaza behind the main square.
Everydays numbers 31 and 32. Yesterday and today. The first two, from yesterday, with wax crayons, the memory of a stormy day, and a face in the night: And from today… I’m fascinated by ‘drawing’, the simple act of putting pen to paper, the simple fun of making a picture with lines. These were drawn sittingContinue reading “Storms and Lines”
Everydays numbers 29 and 30. Above, from yesterday: A ‘selfie’, apparently, on the iPad. With ‘acrylics’, sort of. Learnt a lot with this one, whether it’s a true likeness or not. Does that matter? Definitely not! And today: playing with wine bottle tops at lunchtime – what do you call the protective metallic bit that goesContinue reading “Selfie and Sunday Lunch Art”
Everyday number 28. Another self-portrait. Today with a small mirror. I heard Degas liked apple green backgrounds – Chantal Joffe mentioned it on a very interesting podcast. My wife says I look like a psycho! Haha! On I go! 4 weeks with a drawing a day so far, and whether there is any improvement or notContinue reading “SP with Apple Green”