Verity
‘Look at the scary lady’ a man says from behind me.
I think he’s referring to Damien Hirst’s Verity, rather than me. 
‘Look at the scary lady’ a man says from behind me.
I think he’s referring to Damien Hirst’s Verity, rather than me. 
A late afternoon stroll in the Sussex countryside should be a calming, mindful experience.
That is until you come across a wall of Alpacas turning towards you in one synchronous movement. Slowly. Silently. Deliberately. 36 ice cold eyes staring you down, just daring you to open the gate and tread the public foot path across their field…
The sun may sink much more quickly than expected, but you are bound to find civilisation eventually… for example, a totally creepy 12th century church. If it’s nearly dark, definitely stop to sketch it.
Whilst you are deeply engrossed in capturing the sinister trees, try not to wet yourself when one of your party sneaks up behind you and calls your name to break that awkward silence.
Excellent walk courtesy of Ben Perkins, Waterside walks in Sussex, Shermanbury and Wineham.
Thanks a bunch for all your support in 2018. Hope you having a corking 2019.
All dressed up for morning coffee.
If you sketch your relatives for long enough, they just can’t help following suit…

Brother and guitar.
Waking up is so very hard to do…
Scream! Scream! No, that’s not the sound of children opening their presents. It’s the shrieks of the brave swimmers of Brighton and Hove taking their annual dip in The Channel on Christmas Morning! Happy Christmas!!

Putting in those last minute requests…
The sky today was rather queer…