More of the garden

Brush markers in small Moleskine sketchbook

There's what we call a stream at the bottom of the garden - I think "ditch" might be more accurate, but a family of moorhens lives there. I caught sight of the chicks, but not for long enough to draw them. The fence is an attempt to keep badgers out of our garden, but rabbits hop about happily on our lawn in the early morning. 

Various Possums in the garden and a pair of shoes

I thought yesterday might be Dog's last day on earth. We sat for a long time quietly in the garden, she in variations of a single position, me with my new small Moleskine sketchbook. Drawing this way, from observation – from life – is a very grounding thing. The concentration on something outside of oneself – focussed, but at the same time suspended, not straining – is a kind of existential yoga, and a darn sight less tiring than Ashtanga and Bikram yoga. Today, for the first time, Possum has really perked up and shown a little interest in food and in doing a bit more than just lying down, so fingers crossed.

Brush markers in small Moleskine sketchbook.

Bottom of the garden

Brush markers and watercolour in Windsor and Newton sketchbook.

Blossoms and Possum

I've spent the last three mornings, early and before it gets too hot, sitting out in the garden with my ailing geriatric hound, drawing the plants I've nurtured: this is the first garden in which I've ever been an active participant of planting and tending. We inherited some mature fruit trees: two apples and a plum. Most of the blossoms are turning now and dropping, though the plum tree still puts on a rich show of blowsy blooms: I had a real sense of carpe diem all round.

Both drawings ink pen, brush markers and watercolours in Windsor and Newton sketchbook

Hairdressing salon

Pencil, pencil crayon and brush marker in Moleskine sketchbook.

Proteas

Ink pen and watercolour in Windsor and Newton sketchbook.

The gardens of Kirstenbosch in the Cape province of South Africa, with the spectacular view of Table Mountain as backdrop. After the cycads, we go see the abundant collection of fynbos (fine bush) plants: restios, ericas and the astonishingly sculptural and emblematic proteas in a variety of reds, pinks and whites...

How did I get here so quickly? Um. Fibbing. "The Royal Botanic Gardens, Kew, and the British Museum have brought a small corner of South Africa to the heart of London." The collection looked beautiful, but odd. I took some photos a couple of weeks ago, and drew the proteas from them. Follow the link for

some thoughts on drawing and lying...

Ingredients for lunch

Pencil, water soluble pencil crayon and watercolour in Windsor and Newton sketchbook.

This paper is not meant to buckle with watercolour!