Mahler’s 9th
The Prague Symphony Orchestra playing Mahler’s 9th symphony in the beautiful Art Nouveau, Municipal House in Prague.
A princely birthday
The urban sketchers are 10 years old this month. Today, in celebration, official groups around the world are sketching their cities, in a 24 hour ‘sketchwalk’.
Sadly there isn’t a group near Brighton, so I had my own, lone unofficial mini-crawl, starting in a damp Prince Albert Street.
I carried on the royal connection at George IV’s chinoiserie palace of debauchery, the Brighton Royal Pavilion.
The ice rink is back for the winter. I’m sure Prinny would have thoroughly approved!
Definitely not a mosque
Inktober 2017: day thirty one
For my last Inktober sketch, I wandered the residential streets of Brighton, hoping to sketch Halloween pumpkins in a doorway. Sadly it wasn’t possible without looking creepy, and not in a good way.
Pumpkinless myself, I was reduced to carving a Halloween papaya whilst watching the 1990’s TV mini-series of Stephen King’s ‘IT’. A true horror of everyday sexism.
Crimes against papaya
That Ketchup really came in handy over the last week!
I’ve really enjoyed participating in Jake Parker’s Inktober. It’s been a real challenge to produce and post something every day, as well as share work I’m not always happy with.
I’ve ruined a rucksack, a carpet and probably left unsightly stains all over Arizona, Nevada and Utah.
However, I’ve had a lovely set of supporters who have really kept me going, so thank you so much for your encouraging comments, views and likes!
I’m really looking forward to ditching the 3.5kg’s of ink bottles, pens and various sketchbooks I’ve carried everywhere this month. I’m going to be floating on air, with just one sketchbook, my tiny paint palette and a couple of pens!
Inktober 2017: day thirty
Paragliders over Firle, South Downs, from the Ouse river near Lewes.
Inktober 2017: day twenty eight
Get your halloween hats and neon tutus at Buttons and bows at the Brighton Open Market!
Inktober 2017: day twenty seven
I’m sure there used to be coffee table under there somewhere.
Still life with special fried rice and ketchup
Inktober 2017 day twenty six
Séance, miniature halloween creepiness in a container, courtesy of the Brighton Dome. Intriguing!
Inktober 2017 day twenty five
I can’t believe it’s still October-Inktober. This is getting really tough. After coming so far, I almost gave up today!
Here is a rare quiet lunchtime moment in the popular Book & bean cafe at the University of Brighton.
Inktober 2017 day twenty four
Back to the grindstone with hardware heavy meetings and jet lag.
Tell me this isn’t happening
Inktober 2017: day twenty three
Ode to the man in seat 20B
Oh sleeping man,
you have slept so deeply,
for many hours.
Those snug earplugs save you,
from waking yourself up,
with your incessant, snorting snore.
On and on you snore,
Louder and louder.
No music drowns you out.
Also, you have taken the entire arm rest,
Which is annoying.
So I have made an unflattering inktober sketch of you,
since I cannot sleep.
If you had moved whilst I sketched you,
I would have suffocated you,
with that tiny pillow under your arm.
I am sure you are very nice when you are awake though.
cmoorelife 