Tag: collecting screams
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Slains Fun
More sketchbook practise on a dining table with art supplies limited to a small travel art kit. Later in the day we visited Slain’s Castle for a wander about. Himself hadn’t been there before, so he went off with his camera, engrossed. I went a different way, and climbed one of the spiral staircases that…
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Ode to a Doo
This is very much in the formative, ugly stage of whatever it’s going to be, which is very much what could be said about my entire day today. I did not get much sleep, and then when I eventually did get off to sleep, I was rudely awakened by a flippin horny wood pigeon telling…
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Revolting
Today I channelled some emotions into painting. Being called revolting by some ludicrous person indulging herself in manufactured outrage over a bit of theatre featuring queer folk needs an outlet. I painted several studies in my sketchbook, and then questioned whether I have reached a comfort zone, and pulled out a canvas for another sketch.…
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Scream III
Have I told you how much my new workbench has changed things? I am sure that I have, but I will say it again, my new workbench has changed everything. There’s probably a stand-alone story I could write about that particular room, and the crazymaker person who… yes… I’ll spend some time writing that story,…
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Layered Screaming
I am being entertained by the arrival of this year’s crop of baby magpies. We usually have three baby magpies visiting the garden each year, but this year we think we might have four. One of the babies was very much just fledged from the nest yesterday and didn’t seem to be keeping up to…
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Still Collecting Screams
The first sketch I did today was from a previous sketch of mine. I was testing an Art Graf product, and I remember I really liked it, and yet I haven’t used it much. Note to self. Trying to replicate a complex facial expression with my scratchy shitty brush was a challenge. I wasn’t going…
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Collecting Screams
Today I did a lot of tidying in my art spaces, clearing the decks, so to speak. My dogsitting decamp to downstairs left a lot of things lying around mid-flow, and I am not in the same place now, so I reset my space so I can find out where I am. One thing that…
Thrummie Bizzum 