Category: Sketchbook Practise
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Pfft
The reference photo for this sketch is a picture of gentle serenity, and I sketched this while a man spent six hours repeatedly mowing the same small, tiny, patch of grass with a petrol lawnmower, so I think I definitely translated my mood into the sketch. Til the morn, Suzanne 191/200
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Self Portait
Late last night I got a blast of inspiration and started prepping a canvas for today. I did say yesterday that my six little canvases might end up shunted again soon. I heard someone referring to this as ‘simmering’ and I suppose that’s a nicer way to put it, it’s definitely more constructive than ‘shunted’…
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Pot, Pottering and Portrait
I painted and pottered for several hours today, working in my sketchbook, and also carrying on with my six little canvases. All six now have gel transfers of the odd little face motif from one of my drawings, and I’ll start painting them tomorrow, unless my brain takes me off in some other direction, which…
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Monday Postcard
I spent some time swatching colours today, and mixing with a limited palette, and I also got stuck in with three gel plates rotating for a bit, but my favourite postcard from today is this sketch. Til the morn, Suzanne 184/200
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Skull and Red
It’s very weird accepting the death of Murphy even though I knew that it was not going to be long. I just knew. He wasn’t my dog, he only came to stay here for his holidays, and odd weekends here and there, but he was tied up in the story of my own dog who…
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Inspired By Old Sketchbook Page
I’ve probably said this before, but there are so many videos on social media flipping through perfect and beautiful sketchbooks, and that’s all very relaxing to watch, but my sketchbooks are a clusterbourach of discombobulation, especially the older stuff. That’s fine, there are all sorts of ways of filling a book, and although I have…
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Dour Mood
Til the morn, Suzanne 179/200
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Sunday Splash
I love watercolours. I hate watercolours. I love watercolours. I don’t know how to use watercolours. I know how to use watercolours, I just don’t practise. I have a Let’s Face It class from months ago that is haunting me. I really want to nail it, but it is just not happening. The artist is…
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Critic Versus Paintbrush
The remnants of my recent migraine were crawling around my brain today, combined with not enough sleep brought on by staying up too late last night watching art YouTube and wondering if I am going to go on the rollercoaster that is the learning curve of making vlogs. I’m not sure if it’s me, really.…
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Two Colour Play Portrait
Today I opened my insanely ancient sketchbook that I would really like to finish with no idea what I was going to do, so I stared at the blank page for a few minutes. Sometimes I think gardening and painting involve a very similar process of standing and staring at things until something in the…
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Analogous
The absolute privilege of being able to shut myself off from the world for a couple of hours and just play with paint, make absolutely terrible portraits, and have my biggest existential dilemma be whether I want to be a person who has clean stencils, or a person who has gorgeoulsy grungey stencils is not…
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Monday
I just wasn’t feeling it today at all. It’s not surprising, and I am not going to be hard on myself, because the world is overwhelming just now for those of us who are paying attention. I did do art, even though I just couldn’t settle down to anything, but it felt like a desperate…
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