Kez had big shiny balls round her neck, and a sort of 60’s style hair thing. The whole effect was so dramatic and arty it needed a portrait, the long way…
Kez with big shiny balls
Keziah’s Big Shiny Balls!
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People, fleetingly. 28th September
Drawing people in the dark last night. The dark was not the difficulty, the difficulty was that people move about so much, especially if you haven’t told them you are drawing them. And then the taxi arrived too soon…
And then I remembered a sketch I did that I never posted, of the rather stunning shop assistant in the Vodafone shop. She was so helpful as to be looking at her customer (my friend), and at her computer screen, for some minutes while I sneakily drew her from behind the ipad display. My friend was quite shocked at the liberty I was taking in just drawing someone without asking, feeling there was probably a law against it or something! Never trust artists…. 😉
Shane & Jue in the dark
Flo in the Vodafone shop
The facination of central heating systems, 26th September
Couple of drinks in the pub tonight. Tony was explaining to Andrew how he can set his central heating with his mobile phone (amongst much other central-heating-related conversation). The conversation was so fascinating I thought the moment should be preserved for posterity. Had Percy been there I think he would have attempted to eat his own feet again.
A fascinating conversation
Morris Men, 17th July
So, in additional scribbles-of-the-day there have been Morris Men… unfortunately they do not stay still ever, and each time I started drawing them with handkerchiefs, they switched to sticks, and when I drew them with sticks they switched back to handkerchiefs again. All the same, a jolly time was had by all, especially as Thursday is Pie Night, and that in itself is a thing to be highly recommended.
Morris Men with sticks
Morris Man with handkerchiefs
Somewhat less maturity, 10th July
Josie (my niece) and her friends on the tube on the way back from Josie’s birthday outing up the O2 dome. They were playing some kind of clapping game involving the repetition of a certain rhyme involving snot in the jungle. There was quite a lot of squealing and absolutely no sitting still….
Josie and her friends
Mysterious darts player, 9th July
Often I see something, or someone, whilst out and about, that seems to need committing to sketchbook, just because. But these are things that are usually fleeting, and would have to be drawn from memory. Never got round to it until now. Apologies to this chap, but he was odd, standing there in the street with his fist-full of darts and no dartboard. It is not a flattering sketch… on the whole I do not do flattery, unless you are a cat.
mysterious darts player
R.I.P. Stiletto, and the unfinished portrait, 26th May
stilletto cat
Stiletto was a hard cat to draw: in her last year she had become very thin and I took to feeding her up on what she liked: the most basic of Sainsbury’s cat food. If she saw me looking in her direction she would come up and demand tins of cheap cat food (as opposed the the expensive healthy biscuits she had had all her life). It was like an elderly lady who discovered, in her eighties, the existence of cream buns.
She put on weight again for a while, which was good, but I hardly ever got a good sketch of her because she wasn’t content to sit still if she saw me looking at her.
So this is an unfinished sketch of a cat who, as you will have guessed from the tone of this post, is no longer with us. From unpromising beginnings (being found with her sister dumped on a rubbish tip), she has been the survivor. We took those two cats in, along with a black and white boy as well. That was in London, and they were house-cats then as it was never safe there, outside. We moved to Somerset 12 years ago or more, and this most timid of creatures took to the outside world the first of the three, ate up all the moles in next door’s garden (earning herself some quantity of tuna from a grateful neighbour in the process), and never looked back.
But I never made a satisfactory drawing of her, so this one will have to suffice: Stiletto, unfinished…. She was 17. She had a good life and I like to think she passed on tales of the world she had known to the Ginger Boys, who will remember her.
Cat hairs on my chair, 20th May
After some seconds away from my chair I get back to find there are cat hairs on it. So I do what any sensible person would do: I sit on the floor.
…and of course do this picture of the cat hairs until the cat hairs decide that I have spent long enough doing one continuous activity and get off the chair to disturb me. At least the chair is now mine again 😉
cat hairs on my chair
Inspecting the Runner Beans for slug-damage, 13th May
Most of the runner-bean plants have so far survived, but Percy Cat is concerned about the slug damage and is guarding them, especially on hot sunny days as that is apparently the time when it is most likely that the sneakiest slugs will strike….
Percy Cat and the Runner Bean seedlings
Chealsea Girl, 8th May
This is Chelsea, another not-cat.
