Birthday present I got on Sunday off a friend who knows I love cats. Gold acrylic paint and fine black ink liner pen. The prompt for this Thursday was a gift I received. #bandofsketchers
I’m just catching up this week for #bandofsketchers so here’s my speckled drawing. Our outdoor cat. He’s actually black and white but I’ve drawn him in a pointellist way. I was interested in how the speckles changed direction as I drew…
We waited till the sun had set before going for a walk last night. It had been too hot and humid to go out before that. We saw this sign above an allotment garden. There were also notes about a sensory garden for local people.
I only walked a couple of miles, but it was so quiet. Very few cars and the birds were silent. We could see clouds building up, but there was no rain.
What would I try and draw on our walk? Despite the dark there were some interesting trees. I could have sketched the way the streetlights illuminated them. Walking under their shadows was a bit hazardous, the tree roots are lifting the pavement.
The Cemetery had a large streetlight just outside the gate, but I didn’t feel like wandering about inside it. You don’t know what or who you might bump into…
Full of passion
Frilled and stellar
Surviving the coldull
Full faced like the sun
Blooming with mystery
Looking up at Seven beech trees entwined at the top. Inner branches trimmed and from the outside looking like a huge tree. Branches with leaves going down to the ground. There is a huge wooden bench inside in the middle.
#bandofsketchers prompt for Sunday was gate or stile.
I did a coloured drawing of this on the computer but when I tried to save it the computer crashed! Anyway this is a black and white drawing of a broken gate to a field. It was imagined because I couldn’t find a thing that was nice on the computer.
I wonder if the digital drawing I did is saved somewhere on my old PC. Anyway this is the best I can do.
Another visit to Trentham Gardens today for a gentle stroll after a few too many Gin and Tonics last night. It was far cooler today although the sun did shine. My sunburn kept me warm. We had a meal and enjoyed exploring the show gardens over in a far corner of the site.
I still managed a reasonable 6000 steps although I never really raised me heart rate.
When I looked into joining there were various factors that helped me decide to join. I hope we go frequently enough to make it worthwhile and its pleasant to walk in grounds designed by Capability Brown although urban streets are OK too.
We had to find shade!
The sun beat down through clouds
Fighting the atmosphere
Hunting my flesh
Sizzling and scalding
So hot it hurt
Red skin turning bright
Feeling a glow
Hot and smarting
Our outdoor cat, comes in for tea. Sniffing at the food bowls, and looking for a bit of love too. X can’t really say more xxx
When I see your blushing pink I can see why Shakespeare was so effusive about you.
Pink and packed with petals, this rose shone out in the twilight. The dark green contrasting with the fresh colour of the flower.
I wish I had the skill to weave a story about you, perhaps your antecedents were worn by Cinderella at the ball, or the scent of you enchanted Snow White.
I think I heard roses came from Ancient Persia. Wherever they originated, they are lovely. I saw these outside the Portmeirion factory in Stoke, they brightened my evening.