when you keep being interrupted.
The door bell kept ringing – delivery men, meter readers, that sort of thing.
One of the deliveries was a slow cooker – yes, another slow cooker. Not sure whether it was the first one or a third one as, as instructed by Amazon, I refused it. So it is, presumably, on its way back to Scotland.
Well, when a girl’s got one of these, and it’s nearly Christmas, how could her granny resist?
In between all this excitement, granny played with paper and paint. And wire.
I’ve been looking through some old sketchbooks, and came to the conclusion that they are much more interesting than the current ones. The recent ones have a lot of other people’s work but not much of my own.
This is in the figure drawing sketchbook. I cheated by tracing some fashion shots from a magazine. The paper is one of the sun prints I did in the summer. I think maybe it needs a bit of drawing [aaagh] added.
This was sun printed, and overprinted paper – for the still life sketchbook.
And then I got the urge to fold trees for the landscape book – although we haven’t ‘done’ landscape yet. I started with the backs of old envelopes and then moved on to a failed collagraph. [To tell the truth, I started with some pages from a John Lewis catalogue, but didn’t like the result.]
Perhaps not a conventional landscape, but the one thing I’ve learned over the last year is that our drawings are not expected to be conventional.
So I suppose I’ve done quite a lot, in between the usual chores, and answering the doorbell again and again and again …