23 11 2025

I'm a human photoshop now... Bev wanted these dinky pansies sans ashtray and cigarette. Rather sad thing to do, working over someone elses painting, especially as the original artist clearly didn't smoke (cigarette upside down) so it was tender souvenir - pansies, the thought, with a rose bud for emerging love - l was going to make the vase more suitable and bung in some other flowers but decided to leave well alone. Except to knock back some of the white highlights.

er, that's it. 

 

19 11 2025

 drawings from yesterday - there are many more, since the few minute practice reigns. (I don't know why, its supposed to 'loosen you up'.  I persist tense.)

Lots going on, in general. Bobs ill-health is much worse. Readjustments needed for us both.

05 11 2025

Despite swearing never to join a drawing group again, I returned yesterday morning. Can't remember why - just the need for quiet reflection, perhaps - very glad I did. Previous engagement annulled by the fact the fussy brits have gone; apart from an American and a Norwegian everyone there was French.  

 You wouldn't know it to look at this drawing but Boris the model was excellent and presented several gentle challenges. 

Plan to spend today overpainting some oils, after a little mound of paperwork is addressed. Joy.