Hello dears! I hope you are all doing well. Do you remember my recent series on limited palettes? I used a different one each week in October last year (you can see the results and reflections about them here, here and
Ich habe neulich ein ganz tolles Youtube-Video gesehen, dessen wichtigste Inhalte ich unbedingt mit euch teilen muss. Der indische Aquarellmaler Nitin Singh spricht darin über die fünf Gründe, warum die Aquarellmalerei Leute in die Verzweiflung treiben kann und Viele schlussendlich
Many years ago, Carol Marine mentioned on her blog that she likes to invite friends for a little collective and ritualistic painting demolition party. This is where everyone brings along those paintings which simply are too annoying and disspiriting to
It rained all day and I painted what I could from the shelter of my little car. Needless to say, my spirits weren’t exactly soaring. I explored many potential painting venues near my parents‘ home and eventually called it quits
The first thing I will maintain to say about this day is that it was cold. Yes, it was. The cold was biting my hands as I was painting, I remember that distinctly and painfully. But it was the only
Today I was searching for a suitable location to take my Urban Sketching course next time we meet up. Recently, I had „discovered“ this building which houses the Chamber of Trade; the building is centrally located near the college, but
The River Elbe is not my „home“ river in the way that a Maori would mean it. When introducing herself, a Maori woman would mention the river and the mountain which have supported her iwi through the ages. But the
One of the main lessons in the course I am going to teach from 24 April will be to accept and embrace imperfection in sketching. A perfect sketch is not always a good one, and a wobbly or crooked sketch
Many years ago, in my first research post actually, I conducted a survey in psychiatric clinics. Only a few clinics were sampled, and one of them was situated in the hill country of Thuringia way in the South. I had
These orange specks of joy were moored in a little industrial tucked-away harbour. It had been an overcast day and the sun had only just got out when we happened upon this scene. Bliss! The cropping of my reference photo
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