…Well, let’s say this is much more like a formal architectural sketch than most of my drawings. Another composition from the imagination, envisaging an important location in the story I am working on (very slowly).
Architectural Sketch
Tag: Sketch
Playing at the surf’s edge
Today (April 26th) started wet and miserable; by mid afternoon the sky had cleared and the sun was steadily strengthening. Having done two hours of pressure washing, I thought I deserved a break and headed for Marloes Sands. With the tide well in, I climbed over the brow and took the zigzag path down to the beach at Matthew Slade.
I expected the sea to be too rough for going in, but two intrepid young ladies went and played at the surf’s edge, happily letting the stronger waves crash onto them.
I started my sketch of Milly and Ella using sepia Conte and then added pencil and coloured pencil – not a usual technique for me, but I thought I’d have a go.
To help judge the effectiveness of this approach, I have included a monochrome rendering of the colour scan, to give an idea of how the sketch might have turned out had I kept to just pencil.
Following my subjects’ example, I then had a quick session in the sea – like swimming in a washing machine, most exhilarating!
Running for the Sun
From my imagination, inspired by the way the light was pouring down through gaps in the clouds at breakfast time yesterday (April 21st). I pictured these youngsters racing down the beach on realising that, at last, the hitherto reluctant sun is about to put in an appearance – but maybe only on the surf line!
I’m not sure about this composition: perhaps placing the sunburst centrally is too obvious. Anyway, who knows if it will get taken further and become a painting?
Mother and Daughter
Yesterday (Easter Sunday) I went down to Musselwick Mouth for a swim at the end of the afternoon. There were very few people there: this lady and her daughter were happy to just sit on the dark rocks, enjoy the view, and watch out for gannets diving. And chat, of course!
Having dried and dressed after my dip, there and then I could only dash down in sanguine Conte the briefest indication of how strongly their close-sitting to converse looked from my viewpoint, thanks to foreshortening. So I did a lot more work, mostly in pencil, much later in the evening.
