Always takes a while to get used to a new sketchbook. A smaller book, glossier paper, and an offwhite, which I struggled with. Next time, I might bring some white gouache. Always enjoy these sessions, and hate missing them, but summer season has started. Started with a little self-portrait.
Brush pen, highlighters, acrylic markers and colour pencils. I limit myself to what will fit in my pencil case when I go to my hairdresser. Sometimes it gives interesting results. Even if I look like a Venin (iykyk).
The more you draw, the more you see. I could keep on sketching Capel Street over and over, but we're going to move to another theme, so, it's goodbye for now.
After aimlessly walking around for a while, I decided to sketch everything yellow that I came across in this residential street in Phibsborough (inspired by a recent USk Malaga theme!!). When I ran out of yellow things, I moved to red. Not a big vista sketch, but better than going home empty-handed.
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Random sketches, from observation, playing with repetition. Inspired by Andrew James.
A thought - is it about protecting my energy, setting my boundaries? I have had something pulling on my energy lately. It's taken me a long time to realise, than it came to me after I had painted these little beauties and I was writing in my studio book. A series of protective circles.
Various papers (cold press, Etchr, Seawhite of Brighton, etc.). The ones I like best have Glacier Green in them. And Haze Indigo, I think.
Each is about the size of closed fist. My hands are small. Can I make them larger?
@matlet took us to Brazil for Street View World Tour. I couldn't stay for the last location, but it was a fun session. I still have my copy of 28 m2. Memories of lockdowns!
In reverse order of execution. Done on different papers, some really smooth and thin, some more textured.
Some days, I know that I can't paint "a painting". There can be many reasons, too busy, too tired. Or just energy sucked out of me. But I want to turn up anyway. That's who I am. I always turn up for myself. And I'm always glad I do, particularly when I would rather take to the bed and distract myself with doom-scrolling or dark thoughts. So, on those days, I might just scribble. On this occasion, I painted big water shapes on the page and dropped watercolour in, no thinking, no judging. So happy I did.
