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.
That is the question.
Thanks to the nice woman who kept a healthy 2m distance to look my sketch, even though she’s “not into all that social distancing nonsense”. Together we will find a way.
Between two deans: Rotting and Salt. Smells quite nice though.