I've been drawing and painting for as long as I can remember;in that sense it is part of who Iam , in my soul. Only when I 've tried drawing something or someone do I sense that I know what I have seen. This blog I hope illustrates what I mean.
Wednesday 30 May 2012
I've been using the bus rather than the car recently: the positive is that it gives time to observe and quickly record wht I see in a few scribbles: the negative is that sometimes one hears what one would prefer not to hear: as I scribbled the image of the old man sat in front of me. two students opposite in whose direction he was looking were sharing experiences of being drunk at a party: one was describing graphically to the other how his mate was so drunk that he drank his own vomit. I couldn't work out whether the old man's expression was disgust or whether he was deaf!
Saturday 19 May 2012
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