My only beef
With life on a reef
Is huge great sharks
With razor teeth.
Yes, another Sketching Every Day prompt - and it would probably have been better to go with vivid colour - but sorry, pushed for time and lacking energy. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.
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Tuesday, 12 March 2019
One Sketch 351) (Monday 11th March) Magic
The magician is making a show
Nothing up his sleeves, like so
He seems far too fond
Of waving his wand
Is this really magic than? No.
Sketching every day prompt on Monday was Magic. I found a Victorian/Edwardian engraving and this is the copy I made of a rather unsuccessful stage magician.
Nothing up his sleeves, like so
He seems far too fond
Of waving his wand
Is this really magic than? No.
Sketching every day prompt on Monday was Magic. I found a Victorian/Edwardian engraving and this is the copy I made of a rather unsuccessful stage magician.
One Sketch 350) (Sunday 10th March) No 2 Thames St. Windsor.
Ghosts tiptoe
Needle and tape measure poised
Between the bags of
Cash
This is a little self indulgent. This building, number 2 Thames Street in Windsor, used to belong to my mother's family. Well, strictly speaking, my mother's mother's family, the Cobdens. In the early decades of the 19th century a man called Richard Hayllar Cobden set up his tailors business in these premises, probably with his brother Benjamin, who would open premises in nearby Eton. Another brother, my ancestor Thomas Hayllar Cobden worked as a carpenter in the town. Richard took on Thomas Hayllar Cobden's son, Thomas Richard Cobden as his apprentice. In 1857 he made Thomas Richard a partner in the business, and Thomas went on to run the business. My great, great grandfather, Richard Edward Dawe Cobden, was Thomas' second son, and by all accounts a bit of a rogue. He may have opened a branch in Hammersmith, certainly that's where his family were living in the 1890s. As for Cobdens Ltd. in Thames Street, that eventually passed on to Richard Edward's younger brother Charles Cobden. He died in 1927, and left behind two daughters. They sold the business and the premises to Lloyds Bank, and the building is still a branch of Lloyds bank today.
Needle and tape measure poised
Between the bags of
Cash
This is a little self indulgent. This building, number 2 Thames Street in Windsor, used to belong to my mother's family. Well, strictly speaking, my mother's mother's family, the Cobdens. In the early decades of the 19th century a man called Richard Hayllar Cobden set up his tailors business in these premises, probably with his brother Benjamin, who would open premises in nearby Eton. Another brother, my ancestor Thomas Hayllar Cobden worked as a carpenter in the town. Richard took on Thomas Hayllar Cobden's son, Thomas Richard Cobden as his apprentice. In 1857 he made Thomas Richard a partner in the business, and Thomas went on to run the business. My great, great grandfather, Richard Edward Dawe Cobden, was Thomas' second son, and by all accounts a bit of a rogue. He may have opened a branch in Hammersmith, certainly that's where his family were living in the 1890s. As for Cobdens Ltd. in Thames Street, that eventually passed on to Richard Edward's younger brother Charles Cobden. He died in 1927, and left behind two daughters. They sold the business and the premises to Lloyds Bank, and the building is still a branch of Lloyds bank today.
One Sketch 349) Saturday 9th March - Featured artist Jessica Durrant
Admire me
Like I admire
Myself
Not a lot more to say about this one, it's based on an original picture by artist Jessica Durrant.
Like I admire
Myself
Not a lot more to say about this one, it's based on an original picture by artist Jessica Durrant.
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