i'm only happy when it rains

I've been driving past this bike shop in Buxton quite a lot over the last couple of weeks. A group of bikes, like this, always, without fail, makes me want to draw. You don't actually see it enough in this country. I'm not talking about those freaky serious cycling enthusiasts (there are loads of them), I mean just normal people on normal bikes (I am, of course, joking). It's probably all the hills and because it rains continuously. I think that a gang of bikes is one of those drawing opportunities that, whilst being irresistible, is a real challenge. It's all those wheels.

the evening meet

They come every evening. Around six o'clock. They meet in the school garden for a chin wag. To catch up on the day's gossip. Then they fly off. And it all goes quiet again.

he was really saying something

A few posts back I told you about a recent trip that I'd made and how I'd achieved one of my goals by journalling the whole thing, from start to finish. I'd hoped to share that journal on my blog, however, I hadn't anticipated the sketchbook not actually fitting on my scanner (epic fail). That was because I'd made majority of the drawings as double page spreads. I did make a few on single pages, though, and here are a couple.

The drawing, above, is of my nephew Griff. Throughout the long journey, to EuroDisney, by coach (oh, the joys) I drew Griff over and over again. There's a lot of time to draw from South Wales to Paris. Here's is one thing that I wonder; those of you who draw portraits, do you find that drawing people you know best, your family and friends, is more difficult than drawing strangers? I'm still new to drawing people but I always find this is the case. This drawing of Griff, was the best, but I'm still not sure there's a likeness.

Below is a drawing that Griff and I made together. Actually, a large percentage of the drawings in the journal were joint efforts. I think this one shows what fun journalling can be - for the whole family! We were very lucky that we also had a muse; the chain smoking driver, who we were sat behind. He kept us entertained with his tall tales and his excuses for stopping (just so that he could have a cigarette or five). These included 'stopping for the kiddies to stretch their legs', 'stopping so the kiddies can get some chips' and, the best, 'stopping so we could get some fresh air'.

I absolutely love this drawing. It takes me right back to that time - which is something an illustrated journal can do so much better than a photograph ever can. Plus, it never fails to make me laugh. Thanks for the memory, Griff.

i heard his whisper in the summer breeze

 Above is a brand new drawing. It's actually the second stage (step?) in another of my projects (no, don't roll your eyes) called Little Acorns. I made the first post, about this project, a couple of weeks back but didn't explain it then. I wanted it to start with a whisper. So perhaps I should explain now...

Do you remember the one red paper clip project from a few years back? It was the brainchild of a Canadian dude (note to self, Google him) and basically he started with a red paper clip and traded up and up until he eventually got himself a house. Well, don't worry, I'm not going for a house - unless anyone has a spare one knocking around, that is. Nope, I just really loved that idea and have always wanted to adapt it, so, I came up with my own idea.

 I began with this little drawing of this little acorn, above, and, I put it on Ebay, at a starting price of a penny. Then my aim was (is) to invest every penny I make into the next 'thing'. I assumed it would make a fiver, a tenner at the most, and I'd buy, maybe, a new pen or something. Now, a new pen probably doesn't sound that exciting but times are tough, and I haven't bought any new pens in at least a year. Which is okay, I have LOADS of pens that I can use (pencil cases full of ballpoints etc) but the pens that I use most, the building blocks of my drawings, the black and brown fine liners, had all run dry. And, I just know, that in this Little Acorn project the brown pen is going to feature strongly - as you can see from the new drawing.

Anyway, to cut a long story short (ish), my first Little Acorn drawing made a surprising £24 (plus p&p of 3.50)! So, I had made £27.50. And, this is how it was spent;

Postage £3.00
Envelope £0.40
Ebay fees £2.76

Leaving me with £21.34 to invest. I asked via my blog, and Twitter, for recommendations of brown water and light resistant pens and bought one of each of those recommendations.

Pens £21.28.

I cannot even tell you have good it felt to have that money to spend on gorgeous brown pens (and a couple of other bits). I now have all the pens I need for wherever this project will take me. I will do a brown pen review to tell you what exactly I bought and which I'd recommend in the near future.

But, in the meantime, the drawing at the top of this page, my new acorn drawing, is currently for sale HERE. I hope you'll join me on this journey. Where will it go? Now, that excites me.

Oh, and the Canadian dude is Kyle MacDonald.
Oh, oh, and obviously I used the pens to make this drawing. That was obvious right?!

feels like it's raining all over the world

 Made this drawing yesterday as I waited for a friend to turn up. We are both taking part in the Derbyshire Open Arts exhibition that is happening on the bank holiday weekend, at the end of May. It's where artists throughout the county open their homes and studios to the public. I did it last year and it was a brilliant experience, so it's nice to be doing it again. This year we will be exhibiting at the lovely Pear Tree cafe, in Whaley Bridge, where, yesterday, we met up to discuss it. Amazingly, for once, the first time ever, I wasn't the one who was late.

 If you're in Derbyshire (a long shot?) at the end of May please come along to Pear Tree for a coffee, cake and a rifle through my sketchbooks. Details HERE.

well, we slept underneath all the stars and we talked about girls seen from afar

You might have seen both of these before in photos, on my blog, but I'm very happy with them and so I thought I'd post the scans. They are both from February's Dr Sketchy's circus evening in Sheffield. I still feel I'm a beginner when it comes to life drawing so when it goes well I feel particularly chuffed with myself. We have another event happening next week, so if you are in the area and would like to come along details can be found HERE. It's great fun.

PEN QUESTION: Right, folks, it's that time when I ask you for some help again. I'm looking for brown pens - just like the colours I've used in these drawings. Brown fine liners. Preferably with a variety of nib sizes. They need to be water and light resistant. And I need to buy them soon. Very soon! I would appreciate any recommendations. Thanks in advance, penpals.

try an' find myself again

Last night I found myself wasting too much time on Twitter, for no apparent reason - well, apart from the fact that I just cannot go to bed. I was jumping from one profile to the next, as you do. It wasn't one of those totally aimless bits of time wasting (although, late at night, I can be found doing that too), I was looking at graphic novel bok publishers and the like.

On my late night Twitter stroll, the profile Scriveners Books was thrown up, so to speak. In a strange twist of fate - well, not really, we all know there's nothing coincidental about social networking - it turns out that Scriveners is not a small publishing house but a second hand book shop in my local town.

I recognised the photo. I've driven past it a thousand times or more, but in over a decade of living here, I've never been inside. I've never even stopped or taken any interest. That's rubbish isn't it? So today, I was in Buxton and put it top of my things to do list.

And, am I glad that I did? Wow. It's amazing. I can't believe this gem has been under my nose for so long and I didn't even know. Four storeys full of books. Gorgeous, gorgeous, old books. Old armchairs dotted around the place so you can sit and immerse yourself in their pages. Or, where you can sit and sketch.

I'll be back. And, if you live in or around Buxton, and have never paid it a visit, you should go too.

get your tentacles out for the girls

A new direction for me; poster/flyer/event promo artist. Yep, it's nearly time for another Dr Sketchy Sheffield event. Just, er, um 18 days (? My Maths ain't great)) until we go to sea. So, get your tentacles and pens out and come and join us!

More info on Dr Sketchy Sheffield on our Facebook, Twitter and website.

there's a cat in the kitchen

I spent Easter Sunday drawing my kitchen shelves. But then didn't we all? Didn't we? Oh. OH, right.

I'm really happy with this drawing. Really very happy. There's a couple of reasons for that. Firstly, because this page in my sketchbook had been annoying, frustrating, depressing me for probably six months. I'd committed to drawing the shelves by putting an outline of them, and their contents, down on the page in back ink. You probably can't even see it now but it is there. And, that's as far as I got. But it was a horrible drawing; bland and contrived. I didn't know where to go with it.

So, I'd just let it sit on the back burner ever since. Sometimes that's all you can do with a drawing. There are times, actually, when this approach, of just leaving a drawing brew and going back to it some time later, has produced some of my favourite sketchbook spreads. That's what happened here.

Sunday I decided to tackle the shelves. I used blind contour technique to put the details in with coloured fine liners. Then I added some colour pencil  for the background and chilli lights. Then I put in some shadows with a green brush pen. Then I put in some other thicker lines with other pens (which it really didn't need, but then I never know when to stop). Finally, and for no apparent reason, I blind contoured the cat and added the phrase 'le chat est dans la cuisine'.

So, there we go. The story of a drawing.

Oh, and the other reason I really like it is, well, just 'cos I find it aesthetically pleasing. That's okay, isn't it?

some sunny day

You know, after banging on about how much I liked these notebooks, in my last post, it turns out that there are a couple of issues; a) they don't fit on my scanner b) the bit that does fit on my scanner does not scan well at all.Why is it so grey? I mean, it was a very grey day. To be honest, every time I've been on the ferry from Dover to Calais it's always been very very grey. But that's the English Channel for you. I've SO much work, from my trip, to post. I guess I'll have to get the camera out.

Oh, and you can tell how absolutely knackered I was at this point (I'd got up at 3 in the morning and by now we'd been on the road for hours). I was not 'wailing for the ferry to leave' and the cafe wasn't full of seagulls. I was looking at them through the window.

some moments that i've had

A couple of weeks ago I went on a little mini holiday. Holidays have been few and far between for me recently and almost all of the trips I've made, in the last few years, have been work related. I'm not complaining, I love any kind of travel. Work related or not.

But, there's something that I've been itching do for a while and that's journal a trip. A whole trip. From start to finish. If you are working and travelling that's more difficult to do, I find, because you are either planning or, er, working. So, this little mini break was my opportunity, and, I thought I'd share that with you. From start to finish.

I'll begin with the things that I took with me (I'm talking pens, sketchbooks, etc, and not how many pairs of knickers). Oh, firstly, I should say that as reading material I took Danny Gregory's 'An Illustrated Journey'. This is the first chance, since receiving my copy, that I've had to sit and read and study the book. It was a great travel companion.

Right then, pens and pencils. At this point, I should mention, that I'm not really best suited to drawing en location. You might be able to see why. Yep, simply because I cannot make a decision. Ever. About anything. That tends to be an issue when I'm drawing and travelling; I cannot decide what to take so I just end up taking loads of stuff. Perhaps it's because I'm not that experienced at outdoor sketching yet; I haven't narrowed down my tools. Or, perhaps it's because I cannot make a decision. Ever.

(above, from left to right);

1. a set of pencils (not the ones I use at home - jeeez, I'd need another suitcase if I took those - just a relatively cheap set that I bought many moons ago and have never used)
2. a box filled with various brown, green and natural coloured pens
3. a pencil case of blue ballpoint pens
4. some black fine liners and pens.

And, so to the paper. Recently, I've been using these notebooks for making quick sketches in. My normal sketchbook of choice is the Moleskine, but, these days, I've been trying out other stuff. I read, in An Illustrated Journal, an artist say that they liked the Moleskine because it was like a novel. I completely relate to that, that's exactly what I love about them, but, also, that's the reason I didn't want to take one. I tend to get a bit geeky about the work I do in my Moleskines. I take too much care in them because I'm always seeing the book as a whole. So, I wanted to take something where I could be more, er, um, carefree (?).

 So, I found these notebooks in my favourite shop, Atticus Boo, where I buy all my sketchbooks. I found them whilst looking through their selection of gorgeous stationery. I'd never heard of this brand but knew that they'd be quality as everything in Atticus Boo is. I've given this series of books the title 'some moments that I've had' because they are filled with (sketched) moments that I've had - and, more to the point, because it's a beautiful Kate Bush lyric.

 I remember the firs time I bought one and opened it up to find this little piece of poetry on the fly leaf. It's those tiny little surprises, those little moments, that I love and that spark my imagination and creativity. The lush paper comes in a range of colours. So far I've completed one with a dark cream paper and a blue lined paper. The one I took away with me, this time, was the off white virgin paper you can see below.  

 It's not a sketchbook so I've come to accept that the paper cannot handle the amount of ink I throw at it without bleeding, a little, through the page. But I don't mind. I kind of like it, in fact. Another piece I read in An Illustrated Journey, by the amazing Fabio Consoli, he says 'Energy doesn't come from the pride of having a nice drawing but from the act of drawing it, the act of doing and living in the present, the here and now'. I like that I can be less precious, in these notebooks, than I am with my Moleskines. There's a place for both approaches in my life.

This is the label on the back and might help you if you are a notebook nerd and would like to track them down. I recommend them.

Well, this post was never meant to be soooo long. But, finally, I'm all set and ready to hit the road. Next time I'll show you some of the drawings from my trip and from this journal - if you haven't already lost the will to live. To be continued....

looking down on everything

Just an acorn. A little acorn. That's all.

And, it's here. For you. For a penny. Just a little penny.

put your lights on

I'm back. Circus life was not for me. No, I have too much baggage (well, boxes) to lug around.
Not much to say about this drawing, really, except that throughout it I had this song playing in my mind;

Hey now, all you sinners
Put your lights on,
put your lights on

'Cause there's a monster,
living under my bed,
whispering in my ear
And there's an angel,
with a hand on my head
She say I got nothing to fear

There's a darkness,
living deep in my soul
it still got a purpose to serve               
So let your lights shine,
deep into my home
God don't let me lose my nerve,
don't let me lose my nerve

From Supernatural by Santana.
'Put Your Lights On' lyrics by Everlast.

where wine, dance and music is the name of the game

Guys, I've decided; I'm running away with the circus. I don't know how long I'll be gone (probably about a week) but I have to do it. I've tried everything else and none of it has worked out. So, it's the only thing left to do. See you when I get back. Unless I decide that circus life is for me.

and it gleamed in the distance and it shone like the sun

A new one here. When I started this it was going to be one of my trademark pen drawings. Just a bunch of pens on a page. I don't know at what point it became London Bridge. That's even if it is London bridge and not, in fact, Tower Bridge.

Can you read the text on this one? Cos, I seriously have NO idea what I'm doing when it comes to resizing these days. It's pot luck.

Anyway, this one drawing is not just new to my blog, but it's new to my shop too. I've put a few originals up for sale over the last few days. Have a gander HERE.