This was a fantastic show. Meow Meow is incredible. Musically pretty perfect too.
I pray for a recorded version to
torture / play to the kids in the car.
Setting the scene:
The Barbican hall before the performance. Pencil. 40 minutes; 20 before and 20 in the intermission.
I like the people in the wings.
Barry Humphries. Pencil and graphite stick.
Worked up from a very quick sketch made while he was on stage. I didn’t want to be distracting. Would love to paint Barry or / and Meow Meow. The perfect subjects.
This is my youngest on a long-ish tube journey. 20mins.
Some rubbing out was used. Shock horror. Yes, he is drawiing too. His pictures are too good for this blog…
‘Draw without looking at the paper’. The sort of thing an art teacher will say to a student. As it was nightime around a camp fire when this was made there was no choice. When I looked at the paper there wasn’t much to see.
Campfire drawing 1. Pencil on paper. 2 hours (I think).
Campfire drawing 1. Pencil on paper. 2 hours (I think).
This was made as the sun was going down. That is a big bottle of red wine.
With time to kill and near the British Museum…
I would normally rather draw the people traipsing around the artefacts; it was fun for once to see how it would be drawing from antiquity – like an old fashioned ‘proper’ art student.
Differences in style between the works below and classical art school drawings:
- No rubbing out so you can see all the marks made in the work
- Time. These took 3o minutes each, not 3 days
- There’s no constantly sharpening my pencil or using fine charcoal
- The idea is to bring them to life, not slavishly plot points excitement not Uglow like boredom. I’ve even added the willy back on Apollo! How dare they knock todgers off; surely a mutilated manhood is more offensive than a normal male set of parts?
I wish the British Museum would light their sculpture in a more dynamic way. Maybe have moving spotlights on tracks above.
The Third Nereid. 30 minute Pencil sketch. 210718. Made with a graphite stick and a Palamino Blackwing. I wanted to carry the sculpture on; to see where the material might have gone. Such movement and delicate sculpting. A real work of art to study.
Apollo holding a kithara. 30 minute Pencil sketch. 210718. Made with a graphite stick and a Palamino Blackwing. The first drawing done. A little scrappy. Fun to sit down in front of the work and admire the craftsmanship of the stone carving. I think the Greek bronzes are even better, if you get a chance ot see them.
What the above works look like in the photographic medium. With better than normal lighting.
Again, watching Shakespeare on the TV.
Again, the TV sketching rules are: No freeze framing, No revising afterwards.
So it’s like a moving life drawing class.
King Lear is great to draw as he goes through such a transformation.
Anthony Hopkins gave it some viciousness.
I’m obsessed with this play and how the part of the fool can be so malleable, played so many different ways – Old man, Japanese Noh theatre, female musician, bad magician; these are only the ones I’ve seen. The Fool also has some of Shakespeare’s best lines, which is saying something.
Her’e a press photo as Mr. Hopkins was at the start of the play.
I’d like to be a courtroom artist one day…
I saw Hamlet at the Globe last night, will see King Lear again – this time with Sir Ian Mckellen…
My sons went Geckos climbing club on a holiday (link here).
This was in the beautiful Derbyshire peak district on gritstone which is great to climb on.
I stayed on the ground and watched in wonder. There was some time to do some sketching and a little painting. I’d covered some of the same subjects last year in Holiday Art 3. Derbyshire Landscapes.
There’s a nice juxtaposition between the solid rocks and the moving humans scaling up them. The tenacious plantlife, scudding sky and strong perspective make for rewarding compositions.
Below Nelson’s Column, Derbyshire. 240718. Acrylics, charcoal and pencils on two pages of a sketcbook.
This took around two hours. There is some judicious pruning of the scene. I’ve taken out everyone apart from my youngest son (at the top right) and the view is horizontally truncated to get the blue horizon in. Next time I’ll bring a pillow; gritstone is a hard surface for a boney arse like mine.
Here’s a wiki about the place https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Birchen_Edge
The two pages of the sketchbook in more detail.
How to describe the act of climbing intrigued me. You could make it into a stop motion animation, or overlay all the moves on one body making the climber look even more like a spider.
Click on these to make larger.
The amount of times you’ve looked at your family.
As you know them so well, there is only so much you can fit into a drawing of them.
My Father. 130718. Pencil in sketchbook.
A sense of calm.
A detail of the above.
My Mother. 130718. Pencil, with a little bit of flat colour added in photoshop.
There is always a lot of movement when my mother is around. They are both looking amazing for their age. Good genes.
Aliceson’s hallway. 130718. Pencil.
This was made over breakfast. I enjoy taking the scene in and seeing how everything connects. Interesting to see what a little bit of colour does to the composition.
While chaperoning school children to London Zoo; of course there were a few moments in which to make a sketch or two. Here they are.
Gorillas just cannot smile, they haven’t got the muscles. And there was me thinking they were unhappy. Anthropomorphisation strikes again.
Giraffes look down on us.
An admirably cheeky heron, snaffling the odd mackerel from the penguins.
Patti Smith, who wasn’t at the Zoo but at The All Points East Festival. Sketched at the time, in awe of her righteous CHARISMA.