Friday, 24 April 2015

At the other table.

I guess I should have known. You go to the BFI you gonna trip over media people.

Had a half pleasant catch up / half possible work coffee and chat the other day.

And at the next table this guy was talking to obviously an Agent. And bigging himself and the work he had done up. We all do it, but it still raises a smile when you hear it.


Wonder if he was taken on ?

Thursday, 23 April 2015

And Gentlemen in England now-a-bed...

" Cry 'God for Harry, England and St. George'"

Reading

Two people, engrossed in their books.



Seeing as it is World Book Night.

Took part in this several years ago. Was a book giver. Harder than you think to give away 50 books.

Still have a few copies of 'Love in the time of cholera" floating around if anyone is interested. Might take them out and give them away later today.


Tuesday, 21 April 2015

Beau Chapeau

This girl ( because although she was beyond a certain age the word woman feels like an affront to pin to her ) got on the tube as I was standing by the door.  The first thing I saw was her hat and it made me smile, and seeing me smile she flowered from her personal daydream and offered me a smile of such perfected glory the day was made.


She was a painted doll, with crimson lips and arched brow and jet, jet black hair emphatically lacquered around her. 

And her hat.

Her hat was a painted doll's face with lidded eyes and Clare Bow lips, edged in diamante, with a flourish of ribbon, also sparkling with gems. All in powder blue and turquoise. 

Maybe hat is the wrong word, maybe it was more of a fascinator, that is what they call them isn't it ?

And I was fascinated.

Saturday, 18 April 2015

Esoteric

I wanted him to look learned and alternative, as he read his massive book and mused on the world.


But something about his mouth and how I have drawn it makes him look, well.., a miserable old fart.

I apologise Sir. 

Friday, 17 April 2015

Roller blades.

A guy got on the train with his roller blades in his hands and sat with them on his lap.



He didn't stay long enough to get a full sketch done, ( he got off at West Hampstead ) but I like the shapes. They were heavy, clunky things. And well scuffed with use.

Thursday, 16 April 2015

Orchestra

So you know how I have been saying, on and off, that I would love to find an Orchestra that would let me sketch them. Well finally managed it.

The London City Orchestra have opened their doors to me. Which is brilliant.

The previous few musical sketches were from my initial meeting with them, but now I have access to their rehearsals and it is an amazing thing.

The relationship between musician and instrument is even more complicated to draw than I had expected.


Violins, ( see previous post ) their curves are so specific, and to draw them right and in perspective as they are played. It does your head in. 

And the French Horn !


Seriously. Who designed that in the first place. I spent all my time just working out where the tubes all went. And not even that yet.

Amused that the glibness of my sketching style goes out the window as I try to decipher what I am actually looking at.

But looking forward to some great sketching.

Thanks to all at LCO for this opportunity.