New paintings and regular art updates.
I’ve been meaning to catch this series but of course the last programme was the one I finally caught! Anyway I just drew Oti Mubusi from the TV screen so I think I spent about five minutes on it (not including ad breaks and changes of the people on the screen). I think I caught her likeness…
Ah well there is always next year!
Soft pastels on grease proof paper. I was trying to use this for monoprinting but the pastels were too soft and dry. I will try and find ptooer oil pastels. In the meantime I added the flying bird over the top of the other colours. Although it’s quite simple I like it…
Dr Kathy Bullock ran the afternoon workshop for the Stoke Sings Festival 2021, #ssf21. She was brilliant, giving a history of the slave trade and the way people were transported from Africa across the world as slaves. Dragged from their homes and imprisoned in cells until ships came and took them away. She explained the inhuman ways they were held and treated. Their transportation in ships where they were often thrown overboard if they were sick or had died during the passage. Beaten and tortured. And from this came the spiritual songs people sang as they worked, and later the Gospel songs as they worshipped. The history of African America is so sad and their treatment was and is despicable. They deserve the freedom that some people just have through the luck of birth.
The workshop was wonderful, Dr Bullock’s singing is great. It was so informative and thought provoking.
Our four and a half mile walk today. Along the river Trent and back along side streets. The river had fallen trees across it. There was litter and willow trees springing to life. Not exactly the romantic scene I imagined.
The Trent starts nearby and wends it way north and east till it reaches the North sea at Hull. I wonder how long it takes a molicule of water to travel along its whole length… One of the things you ponder as you walk along!
Watching the final programme of #skylandscapeartistoftheyear so decided to try and draw a snowdonia view. Half hour sketch. Using Boldmere colouring pencils.
I didn’t do too much because I wanted to see the programme…
After days of walking decent distances the last two have been a bit of a disappointment. Yesterday I walked uphill though, and got my heart points in. Today it was only because I had to deliver the car to the garage for repairs and walk home via a cafe for a takeaway breakfast, go and help a friend with an online form because she was struggling with filling it in, and this evening going shopping in the local supermarket to collect essentials like milk and bread. During the day I also took part in a lecture that overran somewhat and was busy trying to catch up with household tasks. I have got to do a couple of observational drawings to catch up my weekly quota. I will try and post the results of them later. Still got to wash the shopping (yes I do that) and consider working on an editorial illustration that we have to create for college thus week. But now I’m sitting down with the cat on my lap. Might have a quick nap!
Walking with my friend and with my hubby every day is tiring and by the time I come back and get through college work, then I don’t have as much time to blog here.
I still enjoy blogging, I’m trying to share more art, but perhaps I need to write a few more things? I hope I haven’t disappointed anyone following me. I want to entertain and inform if I can… See you tomorrow!
Drawing of the tree roots around the base of a tree at the Croft. Today’s #bandofsketchers prompt was around. Boldmere colouring pencils on cartridge paper.
26.3 miles
That’s how far I walked this week.
It’s not far for some people but it is far to me…I’ve also got my hubby out walking. He’s tired but he’s enjoyed the couple of times he’s been out. Next week I hope to go a little bit further. Maybe by doing a couple of walks a day? We will see… And I almost walked a Marathon this week. X
Don’t cry for those that are gone. They cannot feel your tears. Wherever they are they can’t hear you. Remember them but don’t cry. Cry for the living, cry for those that have lost loved ones, talk to them about their loss. Don’t stay quiet and hope it will be OK. They need your words of solace.
And don’t forget the poor, the ill and the starving. The ones that are always forgotten. Take care of them, support them. Help them where you can. One day you will be gone too, but others will still be here. Then hope they get help too from others. So life supports life. And share love.
Mallaband-Brown