So today I had my last day in work until after the Easter Holidays. Yay! Nobody was hoe when I got back, so I settled down , made a cappuccino, and picked up a book. Then the phone rang. Now, that's a problem.
You see, our phone is awful. Oh, don't get me wrong, it looks great : -
It's a modern phone styled after an old American payphone from, I guess the 40s/50s. And when we first had it, it was fine. Over the years, though, it has become terrible. It is impossible to get through a call without having to apologise to the caller for having to continually ask them to repeat themselves because what they have said has been completely obscured by a crackle, a squeal, or any one of a bewildering variety of noises.
What made it worse today was that when I could finally make out what the caller was saying, he turned out to be a cold caller. A few years ago I took to telling them that I was the cat whenever a cold caller chanced his/her arm.
For example: -
Caller: Hello. I vant do speeek do Missis . . . .
Me: Missis . . . . not here. Did Mrs. . . . 's cat. My neem is Hero. I like feesh. Do you have feesh? I like meelk. Do you have meelk? : -
- and then every time they spoke I would mention another thing I liked and ask them for it. If you got as far as chicken, they were never going to hang up. Funnily enough, after the first time I did it we didn't have another nuisance call for weeks.
Well, anyway, here's today's verse
Compared to its crackles
Squeaks and squealing
Silence is rather
More appealing.
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Thursday, 29 March 2018
Wednesday, 28 March 2018
One Sketch - Day Three - Hero the Cat
So, I come in from work on the penultimate day before the Easter break, and both of my cats are in the front room, sitting in the sunshine. Now, one cat loves me and will do almost anything to ingratiate himself with me. For the other, though, I am nothing more than a purveyor of food. I sit down for five minutes, and he looks down his white nose at me, staring at me with a look that says - so you're going to sit there all afternoon, are you? - Never mind that I have been on the go for 9 hours with at most a ten minute break in between, and that my poor feet are absolutely aching, and that I'm also starving hungry myself. Hero stares at me, begrudging me every second of repose. So I get my revenge by sketching him here: -
and writing this verse, which I am sure is what is going through his head: -
I laze around the live long day
And with your cares I'll take no truck.
Monarch, I, of all you survey
- So go and get my tea, you schmuck.
and writing this verse, which I am sure is what is going through his head: -
I laze around the live long day
And with your cares I'll take no truck.
Monarch, I, of all you survey
- So go and get my tea, you schmuck.
Tuesday, 27 March 2018
One Sketch Day Two: School Shoes
Yes, today I decided to sketch my school shoes.
Why? What's the story? Well, basically, because today has been an incredibly busy day, when I've found myself schlepping around the school pretty much non-stop, from 7:15 when I arrived, to about 4:15 when I left. I would love to have had some way of calculating just how many miles I put in today.
It's one of the things about having moved to the new school, that it's just so much bigger than the old one. In the old school, I could walk from one end to the other, between the furthest two points, in about 3 minutes. Now, in the fabulous new building we have, I'm up hill and down dalelike a yoyo. Now, I'm not complaining. By this stage of the year in the last academic year, I was already off work with depression. And the great thing about today was that I did get a lot of things done which needed to be done today.
However, it can't be denied that when I finally arrived home, and took my comfortable if somewhat battered old brogues off, those dogs were barking, to use the vernacular.
Today's doggerel: -
Oh battered shoes
Upon my feet
By 4 o'clock
Smell none too sweet
Why? What's the story? Well, basically, because today has been an incredibly busy day, when I've found myself schlepping around the school pretty much non-stop, from 7:15 when I arrived, to about 4:15 when I left. I would love to have had some way of calculating just how many miles I put in today.
It's one of the things about having moved to the new school, that it's just so much bigger than the old one. In the old school, I could walk from one end to the other, between the furthest two points, in about 3 minutes. Now, in the fabulous new building we have, I'm up hill and down dalelike a yoyo. Now, I'm not complaining. By this stage of the year in the last academic year, I was already off work with depression. And the great thing about today was that I did get a lot of things done which needed to be done today.
However, it can't be denied that when I finally arrived home, and took my comfortable if somewhat battered old brogues off, those dogs were barking, to use the vernacular.
Today's doggerel: -
Oh battered shoes
Upon my feet
By 4 o'clock
Smell none too sweet
Monday, 26 March 2018
One Sketch A Day
Have you seen the most recent post on
Liz Steel’s blog? I don’t know if you follow Liz’ blog, but it’s very good, and
well worth your time. In her most recent post she asked about how easy people
find it to sketch every day. The answer to which, in my case, is not very easy
at all.
On reflection, I think that I found
it easier when I had a specific goal or purpose, as with the recent One Week
100 people 2018 challenge. Trawling round the net, as I am wont to do when I
have an ideal moment, I’ve found a number of people who have undertaken to
produce one sketch (at least) every day for a whole year, reflecting their
year’s journey. Hmm – says I – that’s a good idea. And being as there’s no time
like the present, I decided to start today.
To be fair, I didn’t really find much
of an opportunity until about 5pm this evening. In my day job I’m a teacher –
not Art, I add, since I have no qualifications in the subject. Today we had a
Parents’ Consultation evening. I had large gaps between my appointments, and so
I used a couple of them to make this sketch.
This is the new charger for my
Surface Pro computer. The school in which I taught for several decades was
recently amalgamated with 2 others in a brand new school. Part of our embracing
the future has been that each teacher has been given the use of a Surface Pro. The
way it was presented to us was – this is yours until such time as you leave the
school – use it as if it’s your own. (Within reason. I would imagine that, if
you’re a devotee of the seamier side of the internet, it’s probably a good idea
not to go there with your school Surface) To be fair, mine has become pretty
well travelled, being much lighter and smaller than my laptop. It’s travelled
with me to Belgium, Spain, Czech Republic, Germany and Hungary just in the last
two years. This is actually a very
powerful wee machine, and there are many pros to using one in class.
However –
Although the battery can keep it
going for hours, it still needs charging. And the chargers are fiddly little
buggers. Back before Christmas I accidentally shut the business end of mine in
the car door. I went to see the technician, who said that he could order a new
charger, but it would take weeks before I got it. Now, even allowing for the
fact that I could charge it up in the staff room, where would that leave me at
the weekend? So, I decided that it was my own fault for shutting it in the car
door, and went on Amazon (other online retailers are available) and ordered an
official Microsoft replacement.
An official Microsoft replacement
which cost the best part of £30 and packed in last week, after about 4 months
of work. This one was not caught in the car door, or mistreated in any way. You
can maybe understand how I wasn’t so eager to buy a replacement this time. But.
. . the fact is that I needs the machine. So this time I bought a cheap(er) and
cheerful generic charger for about a third of the price. This is it. I used it
today, and it worked for today. So, fingers crossed . . .
I also decided to try to write a
little verse – let’s not call it poetry – to accompany each sketch. This one
is: -
O Surface charger,
I hope you’ll go
Far longer than
Your expensive bro.
(I was going to do some of Dylan
Thomas’ stuff, but then he never does any of mine.)
Sunday, 25 March 2018
Your Own First Sketchcrawl
If you’ve taken the time to stop by
and look at the blog, there’s a good chance you’re at least interested by the
idea of urban sketching. It may be that you’ve never thought about it before,
but would like to give it a try. In which case, here’s a few observations which
I hope might prove helpful to you.
· When you start , you’ve got the
choice of whether you join an Urban Sketchers group and start on an organised
sketchcrawl, or whether you go solo to start wih, then see if you like it
enough to want to join a group.
Both options have their advantages.
We’ll look at them separately now.
Join an Urban Sketchers Group
If there’s an Urban Sketchers group
near you they will organise regular sketchcrawls, and will welcome you with
open arms. I know of the best part of 20 chapters in England, for example,
although most of them are centred in the cities.
You might feel nervous about joining
a group, but don’t worry. Everyone in the group was once in your position. You
might feel a little happier if I tell you this: -
· Urban Sketching Groups consist of a
huge range of diverse people. Don’t worry that you won’t fit in because of your
age, gender, race, educational or social background. The only thing that links the
members of a particular sketchers group is that they all want to sketch. That’s
all you need.
· Members of a given Urban Sketching
group can also range from complete novices to accomplished artists. Your level
of ability or skill is totally unimportant. Nobody will judge you or your work.
Everyone will be supportive.
· Nobody is likely to force advice on
you, but it will be available if you ask, for example – “I love what you did
there, how did you do it? “
· Nobody will give you a hard time if
you have to miss a sketchcrawl for whatever reason.
You can probably see, I’m a big fan
of Urban Sketching groups and organised group sketchcrawls. I wish I’d have had
the sense to find and join the South Wales group while I was just starting
urban sketching 18 months ago. If you’re wondering what’s involved in a group sketchcrawl,
well, let me give the example of the typical South Wales monthly sketchcrawl.
Each sketchcrawl usually starts in
the discussion we have at the end of the previous one. Ideas for possible
venues are discussed, and if possible a consensus is reached. Then later on the
group administrator on Facebook will post the venue for the coming month,
giving members as much notice as possible. So far this year’s three sketchcrawls
have taken place in different venues in Cardiff. Members are asked to indicate
whether they can make it or not.
On the day, we gather at the venue at
a specific time. I was a little nervous my first time, but it was easy to
identify the group, and once I’d made introductions it was plain sailing. Once
everyone has arrived who are going to arrive, then a time to meet back up is agreed
upon, usually between 2 and 3 hours. After that, you go and find something to
sketch. When you’ve finished, then you pick something else. In practice this
means that at times you’ll be sketching by yourself, and at other times
sketching alongside another group member.
At the agreed time, then you all meet
up, and take turns to discuss your sketching day, and show what you’ve done. I
love these sessions.
Now, I do understand that actually
showing your sketches to someone else is a problem for some people when they
start out. After the first time you take part, it really won’t be any more.
Still, you may well think that you
don’t really want to start off with a group crawl. Maybe the ‘show and tell’
aspect is too much of a mental hurdle for you. In which case, there’s nothing
stopping you undertaking your own sketchcrawl.
Go solo on your own sketchcrawl
I like group sketching, but a solo
crawl is usually a very enjoyable experience as well. As a rough rule of thumb
I like to have a specific venue in mind, rather than just setting off hopefully
in one direction and following my nose.
If it’s your first sketchcrawl, I’d
advise you to pick somewhere which is not that far away, but far away enough that
you’re not going to have to worry about being seen and stopped by people you
know. Ideally, pick a place that you wouldn’t mind spending a few hours in, so
the success of the trip isn’t just riding on the sketching.
The axiom among sketchers is – if you
don’t need it, then don’t take it. Even now I don’t carry more than two
sketchbooks – A4 and A5 – a pack of 4 sketching pens, an HB pencil and
sharpener, a small set of watercolours, a small waterbottle and a brush. An A5
sketchpad and a pencil or sketching pen is enough a lot of the time. If you’ve
already got these, then use what you have rather than buying new. There will be
time for that once you discover you enjoy it. Even fairly basic equipment can
bring you good results, although as with anything else, better quality
equipment s usually more expensive.
It can help you get the most out of your
sketchcrawl if you set yourself a challenge or a target before you set out. On
my last few sketchcrawls I’ve set myself the target of filling a double page
spread in my A4 sketchbook. When you’re making your first sketchcrawl, making
two complete sketches is a useful target, and you’ll feel a sense of
achievement when you reach it – and an even greater sense of achievement when you
exceed your target.
For me, the solo sketchcrawl starts
the moment that I leave the house, and everything is fair game for sketching from
that point. So my most recent sketchcrawl, where I ended up making a round trip
of slightly more than 40 miles, actually began with me sketching a lovely old
car from the 1950s which was parked just 4 streets away from my house. Was that
fair? Of course it was! Part of my trip was noticing the car, which was a
pretty unusual thing to see.
When you arrive at your destination,
you might want to have a bit of a walk round to see what you might like to
sketch. Outdoors or indoors, building, object, person or people, the choice is
yours. Ideally, something that conveys a sense of that particular time in that
particular place, but this isn’t something to worry too much about. Usually
that comes with the territory. Once you’ve selected what you’re going to
sketch, pick your vantage point – which angle you want to create your sketch
from. Sometimes this may be a bit of a compromise between the angle you want,
and the spot where you can be most comfortable. I can sketch standing up, but
would rather sit down if it’s an option. Have a think about how you’re going to
feel if people start looking at you, or your sketch as you’re making it. It’s
only natural to feel a bit self-conscious, but this should soon fade. If you
show that you’re not bothered by just getting on with it, then most people will
not bother you. If you smile, show what you’ve done, and maybe exchange a few
pleasantries, then in my experience people respond very pleasantly. Actually
this is one aspect of sketching in public that I really enjoy.
So, on that first sketchcrawl, when
you’ve finished your first sketch – congratulations! Your sketchcrawl is
already a success, regardless of how accomplished your sketch is, or whether
you choose to make any other sketches. Make sure to reward yourself. I like a
cappuccino, but hey, whatever works for you. Maybe you could make another
sketch while you’re enjoying your coffee.
I wouldn’t look too critically at
your sketches at this point – wait until you get home, and you’re more likely
to be objective about them. There’s no hard and fast rules about how long your
sketchcrawl should last. Once you’re happy that you’ve spent long enough, then
go.
When the crawl is over, you might
want to have a look your sketches a little more critically. Don’t rp them to
shreds obviously, but just think about whether you’d do anything differently ,
and try to put it into practice on your next trip. The Urban Sketching
Manifesto explicitly states –“we share our drawings online’ and this is
something I’d encourage you to do after your very first crawl. If you don’t
like the response, if any, that you get, then you never have to do it again,
but chances are the response that you get will show you that there is honestly
nothing to be shy or worried about. Whatever else you do, please don't be tempted to destroy or throw away your sketches. If your first sketch you ever made on a sketchcrawl was as good as you were ever going to make, then there wouldn't be all that much of a point in doing it. Put them away if you want, but you will always be able to look back on them, to measure how far you've come. Remember that these sketches are the start of your journey , not the finish.
Atfer that , well, ask yourself – did
you enjoy it? Hopefully the answer will be yes. In which case maybe you can
start planning your next sketchcrawl, or even better, start thinking about
joining your nearest group.
Vale of Glamorgan - 24th March
The plan was to post these yesterday just after the car. Family business intervened - sorry about that. So yes, even after kicking off with the previous sketch I posted of the old Austin car, which was just 4 streets away - even after that I did get as far as the Vale of Glamorgan.
Why the Vale of Glamorgan? Well, this time last year I was suffering from clinical depression. Actually saying it like that gives the idea that I'm cured. I'm not free of it yet - maybe I never will be. Still, back then I was off work and trying to come to terms with it. Now, at least, I'm still in work, and trying to keep myself on an even keel for most of the time. So, anyway, with weeks of free time that I've never had since I started work 30 years ago, I took to taking some days out, going for drives to places I'd never been before, getting fresh air, and trying to make sense of things. One of the places I went was Llantwit, and it struck me as rather a nice little town, still laid out on its narrow and winding medieval street plan.
I started off with this page in my book.
As usual, my scanner hasn't quite picked out the colours accurately, but there we are. The largest building to the right is the 15th century Town Hall. There's a free car park behind it - always an appreciated facility on a sketchcrawl.
Time was getting on, and my stomach was rumbling. I was pleased with the car sketch and this one as a morning's effort, so I got back in the car and headed back towards the A48. However, as I was going, a few miles down the road I saw a heritage sign advertising the presence of a 12th century Prior Church not far off. Thinking that this might well be a good way of bringing the sketchcrawl to a conclusion, I turned off the main road, and a couple of minutes later came to Ewenny Priory.
I was tempted to go inside the church, which was open, but then I find it very easy to spend a good hour nosing around a church, and so I decided to save that for another day.
This illustrates something about one of the things I really like when I'm sketching. I like planning an expedition. I like working out where I want to go , and how and when I'm going to do it. But I love just noticing something, which I never knew was there in the first place, and sketching it there and then.
Why the Vale of Glamorgan? Well, this time last year I was suffering from clinical depression. Actually saying it like that gives the idea that I'm cured. I'm not free of it yet - maybe I never will be. Still, back then I was off work and trying to come to terms with it. Now, at least, I'm still in work, and trying to keep myself on an even keel for most of the time. So, anyway, with weeks of free time that I've never had since I started work 30 years ago, I took to taking some days out, going for drives to places I'd never been before, getting fresh air, and trying to make sense of things. One of the places I went was Llantwit, and it struck me as rather a nice little town, still laid out on its narrow and winding medieval street plan.
I started off with this page in my book.
As usual, my scanner hasn't quite picked out the colours accurately, but there we are. The largest building to the right is the 15th century Town Hall. There's a free car park behind it - always an appreciated facility on a sketchcrawl.
Time was getting on, and my stomach was rumbling. I was pleased with the car sketch and this one as a morning's effort, so I got back in the car and headed back towards the A48. However, as I was going, a few miles down the road I saw a heritage sign advertising the presence of a 12th century Prior Church not far off. Thinking that this might well be a good way of bringing the sketchcrawl to a conclusion, I turned off the main road, and a couple of minutes later came to Ewenny Priory.
I was tempted to go inside the church, which was open, but then I find it very easy to spend a good hour nosing around a church, and so I decided to save that for another day.
This illustrates something about one of the things I really like when I'm sketching. I like planning an expedition. I like working out where I want to go , and how and when I'm going to do it. But I love just noticing something, which I never knew was there in the first place, and sketching it there and then.
Saturday, 24 March 2018
Now there's a turn up
A free Saturday - well, free after my daughter picked up my grandson at 11:30 - is the best opportunity of the week to set off on a sketchcrawl. Preferably one of the South Wales Sketchers group monthly sketchcrawls, but otherwise a solo effort.
This month's group crawl was a fortnight ago, and so I set out on my own today. The objective was the beautiful Vale of Glamorgan, not far away from me by car. The engine was not even warmed up, and I was only 4 streets away when I saw a beautiful old 1950s Austin car parked up. This was too good to miss. I parked relatively close, whipped book and pens out of my bag, and got cracking.
I very rarely sketch inside my car. For one thing you have to sit in the passenger seat, and there's not a great deal of room for everything. Also, in a way it felt a little bit artificial. Not that I would have wanted to stand outside and make the sketch standing up by my car.
Did I actually get to the Vale of Glamorgan today after that? Watch this space.
This month's group crawl was a fortnight ago, and so I set out on my own today. The objective was the beautiful Vale of Glamorgan, not far away from me by car. The engine was not even warmed up, and I was only 4 streets away when I saw a beautiful old 1950s Austin car parked up. This was too good to miss. I parked relatively close, whipped book and pens out of my bag, and got cracking.
I very rarely sketch inside my car. For one thing you have to sit in the passenger seat, and there's not a great deal of room for everything. Also, in a way it felt a little bit artificial. Not that I would have wanted to stand outside and make the sketch standing up by my car.
Did I actually get to the Vale of Glamorgan today after that? Watch this space.
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