The woman, The Cricketers, the Black Lion one man and his dog.
Lewes Road, early Sunday morning.
Look Boris, consistency and clarity from Ovingdean to Worthing!
A beautiful afternoon sketching and being tutted at for hogging the ‘sunny’ bench. It’s not ‘art’ if you don’t suffer.
The Bickford-Smith Institute and harbour. Boat, boat, another boat, boat, boat, you get the picture!
Did you know that 30mph winds whipping your ankles on the open air viewing deck of London’s Shard, can induce spontaneous anxiety-fueled sketching…
Window seat. Comfy chair. Coffee. Cake. Pen. Paint. Job Done! St Paul’s Cathedral from the Tate Modern.
The sky today was rather queer…