Thursday, 4 August 2016

Stormy skies

No time to stitch or draw as our family comes to terms with the long term consequences of a stroke on an elderly parent. Much turbulence for everyone.

Thursday, 14 July 2016

Serpentine squares ( and some rectangles)

In contrast to the curvaceous summer house, the pavilion this year is all square-faced, open, cuboid modules bolted together in to a soaring curve.

A performance artist is needed to set up some contrasting vignettes in those square openings.

Thursday, 7 July 2016

Friday, 1 July 2016

Exhibitions to lift the spirits

October Gallery, until 30th July, Eddy Kamauanga Ilunga.  Very thought-provoking use of circuit diagrams on the human body, and fantastic depiction of African fabrics.

Morley College, textiles foundation until 7th July, wonderful work by all students, beautifully staged, and with a chance to pore over sketchbooks.

 Debora Jedwab


Nikki Sims


Bridged Hall



Margaret Scott


Liz Clamp


Textile Alchemy, Waterloo Art Centre, until 02 July, where the influence of new Morley tutor with an interest in dyes form natural materials is very evident.



Monday, 27 June 2016

Light and darkness

Last attempt of the term to get the shape of “that” jug. Almost there, even if i did have to add an extra piece of paper to be able to include all of the handle.


 Thursday evening


Friday morning


Thursday, 16 June 2016

Bodies and trees

Another morning of life drawing, 5 minute, 3 minute and 15 minute poses with both wet and dry media.

Holding a brush and sitting on a stool, although the holding a brush looks more like spear-fishing and I’ve made the beautiful model look rather squat and rather heavier than she was.


The brown ones are done by another member of the class. The two on the right hand side and the pink one, with the brush, are mine.


Combining or overlaying the 3 minute poses on one sheet of paper.


Wet ink and charcoal, seated.


Struggling to cope with the strong pink wash to get enough contrast between light and dark


Happiest with this one.


After a rest and lunch, off to Highgate to see the works by Richard  Downer, the father of our tutor.  Richard’s drawn work will be known to all of us in the UK who used phone directories between 1967 - 1985, as his drawings were on the front cover of every local directory.  This exhibition focuses on his private paintings of trees, their life, demise and regeneration. Very striking and with echoes of Paul Nash in the series about the aftermath of the Great Storm of 1987. On until 23rd June and well worth a visit.  Great views walking down Highgate Hill are a bonus.


Saturday, 11 June 2016

Life drawing

A morning of life drawing this week.  I started out full of trepidation, but on balance, enjoyed the morning and was reminded again that the rubber is as important as the pencil / charcoal/ crayon. Our regular teacher, Abigail Downer, was away this week, and we were therefore taught by a replacement teacher, whose name has shockingly gone from my head.

We started with a rubbed charcoal ground ( messy!) and then drew in the darkest shadows and the lightest lights.  It was a sunny day in the studio, so the contrasts were easy to see.  

After 20 mins of short poses, when the model changed her pose without any notice, captured with pencil in the sketchbook, we then moved on to two 30 minute poses, one seated and one standing.

The foreshortening on the seated pose was really tricky - are the feet really that huge?


Standing should have been simpler after that, but those legs look decidedly wonky and where is the left foot?


More to come next week apparently.

On a related note, Abigail downer’s father is Richard Downer, whose exquisite pen and ink drawings used to adorn the covers of British telephone directories. He has an exhibition on in Highgate Literary and Scientific Institution until 23rd June.

Last day or so to see the most recent PRISM exhibition. This group seems to be moving away from "textile art" to t"extile-inspired art."  I wasn’t so thrilled with it as in previous years,but a gorgeous all white quilt by Niki Chandler rewarded much quiet contemplation.