I thought I'd share a new sketchbook I bought recently.
For a long time I've been a fan of the sketchbooks made by Seawhites of Brighton. The paper they use suits my style of drawing and their books are robust and well made. So when I saw the white covered sketchbooks they make I was intrigued. The covers are of a thick paper material so you can draw on (or paint, collage, stamp etc) to your hearts content to make them totally personal and unique.
Of course I did an ink drawing on mine, and this is the result...
Take a look at my sketchbook page to see inside some of my books past and present.
I thought I'd share a couple of tree sketches that I've done this week for the Inktober 2019 project.
I've always been fascinated by owls.
They are so rarely seen and I hear them almost as infrequently these days, yet their call is so instantly recognisable, almost magical and haunting.
I also like this old rhyme (unknown author)...
A wise old owl lived in an oak
The more he saw the less he spoke
The less he spoke the more he heard.
Why can't we all be like that wise old bird?
Yesterday, the 3rd October was the third day of Inktober, a month long daily ink drawing challenge, and National Poetry Day, so I felt inspired to combine the two.
I drew this garden Blackbird in my sketchbook...
Then I wrote this haiku in response...
with feathers night black
beady eye glows unblinking
tail cocked proud he sits
I liked the little sketchbook drawing so much that I wanted to create it as a framed piece.
This is the sketch...
It is one of the ancient oaks in the parkland grounds of Croft Castle in Herefordshire, England.
This is the ink drawing, also shown in its new handpainted frame. This piece will be part of a forthcoming solo exhibition I am doing - more on that soon.
I'm definitely finding that black dogs lend themselves as ideal subjects for monochrome ink sketching!
This is our 5 month old Labrador pup, Noel...
This is an ink sketch of an owl in my sketchbook, and a haiku I wrote to accompany it...
In silence wings spread
ghost white against winter sky
effortless flight unseen
A little pencil sketch of a crouching hare, together with a haiku I wrote to accompany it.
Hedge bordered meadow
In long grass flattened
Still still the hare lies