Friday, June 30, 2006
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Walk Sixty-six – Not quite a Nash terrace
This is the smaller inner crescent of formerly council-owned houses off House Lane. I’ve always thought that the council-employed planner and architect did a pretty good job here. The curve of the two concentric crescents makes for a very sociable looking environment and the story book style roofs (or is that rooves?) give the houses a rather attractive distinctiveness. The lines were drawn very quickly on the hoof (about ten minutes) and the colour and scanning was done in a much more leisurely way later.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Walk Sixty-five – Drawing in the dark
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Walk Sixty-four – Printmaking with Xavier
Monday, June 26, 2006
Walk Sixty-three – Where Steve lived
will take some photos and send them to you when the sun is shining. Today however, it was overcast and drizzly so I sheltered in the woods to draw. The red smudge you can see through the trees is the new house that is being built next to the cottages that replaced the cottages you lived in.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Walk Sixty-two – The track back to the village
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Walk Sixty-one – Childwickbury arts fair
Oh what a lovely day. Fruit and veg market shopping and Robin came with me and carried all the heavy bags. Then I set off to Childwickbury arts fair with good friends Natalie and Katie. I drew, I ate, I bumped into more friends, I glazed raku pottery vases and had them fired, I bumped into more friends, I made a juggling ball from pure wool in Xavier's favorite colour, I bumped into more friends. I drew. I walked home and our dear friends Jenny, Guy and Octavia stayed for a barbecue supper. A special, lovely day.
The top picture was when the electricity generator failed for the hat fashion show and instead of using recorded music one of the live musicians stood in and was so good he must have surpassed any recorded music they may have planned .
The middle picture is Christiana Kubrick in the wonderful plein air studio that they’ve set up (decking and a marquee roof right next to the pastoral landscape of their grounds).
The bottom picture is the lovely clock over the arched entrance into the courtyard of the stable buildings that make the wonderful studio space for Christiana Kubrick, her daughter and friends and students .
Friday, June 23, 2006
Walk Sixty – Lyndon Mead
This is probably where I’ll end up when I’m past being able to look after myself. The village now has a choice of two retirement homes as a big new home has been built on the edge of the village, but I just think I’d be too embarrassed to say I lived in a place called ‘Tara‘s Retreat’, to even consider the other one. In any case this one is situated in the middle of all the action, behind the church, close to the village shop and very near to the Queen’s Head and the Ro e and C own (I’m sticking to this name for the pub until they fix the signage on the front!).
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Walk Fifty-nine – Cows not pigs
A quick walk and several sketches using my big sketchbook and a big water brush filled with black ink. After drawing the cows, I thought better of going along the path through the field by Sandridgebury stables. Several horses had been put to graze in the field that the footpath runs through and I always feel a bit helpless when these huge creatures crowd in on me looking for apples. I’m always terrified they’ll tread on Rufus and I don’t know how to shoo them away. So I retreated and ended up walking my favourite short walk round the woods.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Walk Fifty-eight – In search of puddles
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Walk Fifty-seven – A roll in the hay
Monday, June 19, 2006
Walk Fifty-six – My walking companion
Ladies, if like me it’s been a long time since a lorry driver or building worker acknowledged your existence, and, if you’re missing the attention, what you need is one of these. There is nothing like a handsome manly dog such as my Staffordshire Bull Terrier to turn heads as you set off down the street!
I attempted several quick sketches this evening - most of which were truly dire. A night with barely any sleep meant that I only walked the ‘minimum’ round Langley wood, so no map because you'll be sick to death of seeing the same route.
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Walk Fifty-five – Harpenden Cricket Club
A long walk to Harpenden today and my brain is too frazzled to sort out a map. I may add to this tomorrow.
Map added – and for anyone who has spotted the break - it’s because hubby picked me up in the car to drive a few miles further on to visit his dad and then dropped me off to walk the last couple of miles home
Further pictures from yesterday and why not to buy a moleskine
The moleskine has only just hit the St Albans shop (yes that was supposed to be singular!) and I stupidly bought the only blank paged one they sold. Whatever you do, don’t buy the same one for drawing in, (the thinner pages) it’s rubbish as it needs tons of Photoshop trickery to hide the show-through from page to page as you can see from the before picture here.
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Walk Fifty-four – Three minute drawing
Lots of walking and drawing today around St Albans, however in addition, when I eventually got back home I did the ‘minimum’ mile walk around Langley woods. This is the view fom Pound Farm at the bottom of the hill looking up the track. I really want to try to learn how to draw well but in a very short space of time – much of the time I’m far too slow. I also did a few sketches of the two hot air ballooons, that went past. I’ll post the rest of the pictures on this blog and my other blog when I feel less exhausted. Good night!
Friday, June 16, 2006
Walk Fifty-three – Nature walk with Xavier
A long rambling walk this evening with Xavier where we discussed all sorts of things from where you must pick up your dog’s poo (the park, the garden) and where it’s not necessary to pick it up (muddy countryside miles away from anywhere and anywhere that you can see elephant poo already on the ground). We identified flowers, we picked flowering grasses which we used as tickling sticks, we talked about whether Fran (Xavier’s part time childminder ) is going to have a girl baby or a boy baby. So with all our important discussions I could only manage a few moments to draw each of the items in this composite.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Walk Fifty-two – Oooh-er bit of a shock!
When I was a child I recall being quite disdainful of some Australian children who were on holiday at the same place as us in Fiji. The reason for this was that as they left their holiday ‘bure’ (Fijian syle house) to go down to the beach they ran like the clappers through the coconut trees that fringed the beach, just in case a coconut fell on their heads and killed them. Obviously coconuts fall off trees but in all the years I’d lived in Fiji I’d never witnessed a coconut falling off a tree, let alone falling on someone’s head. Similarly here in England, you can see the evidence of branches and even entire trees that have fallen onto the woodland floor, but you never witness the event – until today. As I was emerging from the first little spinney on my walk, there was the most God almighty crash behind me, birds flapping and squawking and flying out into the open together with what seemed to be bits of debris flying through the trees. I was too nervous of the first tree destabilising more trees to go back and look so I stopped at the first stile and calmed my nerves with this soothing watercolour. And yes that slice of field in the background is the formerly bright yellow oil seed rape field that I painted in a previous post.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Walk Fifty-one – Ssshhhhh
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Walk Fifty – A poppy before breakfast
Monday, June 12, 2006
Walk Forty-nine – Xavier on his ‘like bike’
Sunday, June 11, 2006
Walk Forty-eight – Round the wood with Flo
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Walk Forty-seven – Hedge
Our wonderful independent parish councillor, Natalie, has singlehandedly worked tirelessly to raise money and get as much support as possible to have our decrepit, unusable village tennis and basketball courts completely restored so that we have a fantastic sports resource for the community. So I spent most of a lovely sunny day in front of the computer helping her sort out the marketing material, timetable and booking forms for when they are up and running. However it was a small price to pay compared to all her work, and with four children I know we’ll get the use out of it. This drawing therefore was a quickie looking out over the fields near the bluebell wood.
Friday, June 09, 2006
Walk Forty-six – Log, seat, whatever
The rabbit really did appear while I was drawing and my dear dog, who would have loved to chase the bejasus out of the creature, had to put up with ‘staying’ and looking on longingly while I drew the rabbit in the picture.
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Walk Forty-four - Backlit clouds and trees
Still busy but I made myself walk a bit further this evening. Pen and ink really demonstrate the madness of this activity of drawing. You look at a view that comprises all the colours of the rainbow, that includes solid tree trunks and insubstantial wispy clouds, where you can see every single blade of grass in front of you and you try to distill that all down to a few black lines. And then even more amazingly when we look at black marks of a line drawing our imagination can fill in the gaps.