Busy day on the trot yesterday. I had to go to London to visit my old friend, the dentist. I managed to see an exhibition and have tea with a good friend (lovely seeing you looking so well, D!)
Pencil and brush marker in small Moleskine sketchbook
I scanned in the bookmark by mistake, but it seemed to echo the stems of the roses - new climbers (Generous Gardener) I've just planted and already blooming. And it covers up the fact that I didn't get C's likeness. Today the weather was just so glorious. Here are some photos too:
My life has been so housebound lately that I think I could rename this blog "Versions of the same" or "Things I see around the house" or, why not, "Everyday life at home"! Possum kept re-adjusting her position just a tiny little bit, but enough to make her pose never quite the same every time I looked up - and meant her body is a particularly silly long furry sausage here.
I know I'm a bit of a bore with this garden, but I find the changeover of blooms over the summer, first one then another – and with each waxing and waning a different overall palette – quite overwhelmingly lovely. And no, I wasn't a clever planner: all happenstance, really.
Ink pen and brush markers in Moleskine sketchbook.
Ink pen and brush markers in small Moleskine sketchbook.
My husband trying in vain to manage chronic migraine. It's hard to be a bystander of the pain of others, not knowing what to do. In the first spread, I used the pages in vertical orientation for an initial drawing, and then I changed my mind.