Pavilion Gardens
Where it all happens. Apart from today.
Wobbly Lewes Crescent
Evening sun after icy rain. Worth the numb hands!
A bit of perspective
If sketching were a holiday, Urban Sketching would be like like wild camping.
Today, thanks to lockdown I’ve ‘upgraded’ to the 5 star luxury of painting at home. No moving targets, no changing light, warm, comfortable… yet uncomfortably decadent.
A day at the races
Q: How long does it take an octogenarian to get the vaccine?
A: As long as it takes to do 2 sketches!
Vaccination day at Brighton Racecourse.
Desperate times
Walking while sketching is hard enough when surrounded by sea walls.
But you know you’re addicted if you do it on a cliff edge.
Do not try this! Stay safe. Keep moving. Find sanity where you can.
The Wilmington Yew
1600 years old and still standing – with a little help!
After an hour standing in the cold, I might need a little shoring up too…
A touch of wind
Blustery morning on Hove seafront.
Just Pottering
Dragons AND buses at Harry Potter Warner Bros Tour, London.
Ace cafe reunion
Bikes here, bikes there, bikes blooming everywhere!
‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all
Oh do be quiet Emily Dickinson we are trying to watch the massive cygnets.
