A rural life of dreaming

Let’s face it I live almost a rural life anyway. I have had chickens (now replaced with feeding cockatoos and galahs and pigeons!) , numerous cats and dogs, I have to use my own chain saw occassionally, and I can burn my own wood (preferrably if its dried out not like my fiftieth,, oh the smoke!). So I do have a semi rural existence.

I was fortunate enough to rent a little place in rural France , Les Arcs sur Argents, where I convalesced a little after hurting my knee during our trip last year.

Fortunately having to rest up meant lots of sketching opportunities, and since then I have been able to add a few more at home.

Like many places there were some requiring a bit of work.Mind you I loved the patching up of the old buildings, the addition of new wiring was haphazard, especially for TV aerials, satellite dishes and external lighting. IMG_6108.jpegles arcs door.jpeg

 

 

They don’t have to worry about mosquitoes so the shutters are for security and sunlight, there were a few times in Europe I worried about T falling out the window to bring them shut!

 

Coming back from getting our baguettes.

 

This was our place, (not lower apartment). three levels the balcony was above the roofing clay you can see. Had to crawl through a door1/3 size of normal to get out, not easy with unbendable knee! I banged my head every second time!new black whites 3.jpegThis was from our bedroom window listening to ABBA music being played from somewhere below,, on and on and on……..

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Another from the balcony, sitting under the umbrella drinking local french wines! (well tehy told me they were local)

IMG_5601.jpegThe fountain above was at the bottom of our one lane one way dead end street. I am unsure of its purpose but the local kids had fun in it unless their soccer ball rolled into it. The creperie was very nice. The whole place ahd a very relaxed atmosphere except when the fun run came to town.

We seemed to draw fun runs/triathlons, there was one in Berlin, and Salzburg when we were there too.

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Our place is on the right. An ancient bell tower at the end of the street, and clock on the wall. I did try to turn car up top of the street like the locals but alas I reversed down in the end.

Using a pen brush

I love line work. The function of putting the ink down on the paper gives me the most pleasure. Although adding the colours does give me satisfaction in the end , the line thrills me most.

I don’t usually use pencil first. I just “go for it” with ink. Mistakes I make along the way, I live with. Although I sometimes regret my drawings of people if I make an error and can’t fix….

Generally though the ink line goes ok. I have gone to a thinner line and then a dude nib and now more and more a brush pen. Although I still don’t go back and review my pics very often and add more depth, I find I turn to the brush pen mostly at the moment, even with fine work…

I am looking and noir sketches at the moment, trying to get more atmosphere in. And also adding more background, such as the characters above.

The brush is handy for moving things like seagulls..