
200/365 Quick 5 minute sketching of horses grazing near local stables. All wearing fly masks to keep off those pesky Tabanoidea. 5 minutes. Fountain pen. Notebook: Gilbert.

200/365 Quick 5 minute sketching of horses grazing near local stables. All wearing fly masks to keep off those pesky Tabanoidea. 5 minutes. Fountain pen. Notebook: Gilbert.
Limped through Autumn. Working on health a bit more now. Can’t do any harm.
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The rest can be seen here.

Recently rediscovered missing parts of a vintage 16mm projector, the rest of which was donated to a beloved local cinema some 14 years ago. I’ve been in touch and fingers crossed all the component parts will be reunited soon.
Uniball.
10 mins
Notebook: Ethel

Lunchtime sequential drawing of a random member of the white wire brigade enjoying the Indian Summer in various states of smart phone reading.
Uniball
10 mins
Notebook: Artemis (homemade)

45 mins
Blue Stabilo point 88.
Notebook: Ethel


Windows on Whiteladies Road. There’s plenty, I could do a whole book of these.
Uniball micro.
Notebook: Ethel
Approx 20 mins intermittent whilst waiting for playblast renders.

@mrtimmytimtim‘s coat hanging on the second floor door at BDH.
Just tipped a third of the way through btw.
Straight to Uniball.
Notebook: Ethel
Cumulatively about 15 mins.

Saplings in Leigh Woods.
About 10 mins all in.
Notebook: Artemis.
Uniball micro.

Architectural detail, Bristol Temple Meads Railway Station.
Waiting on Platform 5, sllightly hungover.
There is no Platform 14.
15 mins
V-ball
Notebook: Artemis

There’sĀ good few months between the first and the last on this post. I have mentioned the events over the winter which have compromisedĀ my progress somewhat.
A 365 daily drawing project begun in good faith, but thwarted by life, death, progress and other forces. I have since scaled it back to āregularā but I still aim to fulfil the 365 target.
The process has thrown up so many unexpected things, ideas, personal development, a noticing of what I notice, discovery ofĀ stories, and connection with other people, none of which would have happened otherwise. So I would recommend trying it, as long as time keeping is your strong pointĀ and donāt value your sanity much.
Now dust had settledĀ I recommence with added perspective and purpose.
All images should link back to the Instagram post whence they came.
If you’re interested in seeing the rest, most are in gallery form here, and you can see all the previous posts about the project here. If you would like more instant updates on this you can follow me on Instagram, Twitter or Facebook, if you like those sorts of things.

Various people on Whiteladies Road.
Pencil and V-ball.
Notebook: as-yet-still-untitled
here

Various folks walking down Whiteladies.
Drawn without looking.
Snapseed accident.
Pencil.
Notebook: Ethel

Horses in motion.
With special emphasis on the ears.
Pencil.
Notebook: Ethel.

View out of and during a quiet window at lunchtime.
First one I have managed since the bereavement, so I am just going to pick up where I left off with the numbering and carry on.
Bit rusty to say the least, it’s incredible to think how confident and fluid you become with just a small bit of observational drawing every day.
I can see this one growing out sideways like those others.
Having a Kate Bush day in the office.
Pencil and Pilot 0.5 V-ball.
Notebook: Ethel.

Cars, looking into the morning sun drawn yesterday morning waiting for Halfords to open after blowing a headlamp bulb.
Yesterday was all about wheels turning, big new project beginning, new boiler actually working, technology happening.
Pencil and V-ball.
Notebook: Ethel

Back after a long break (bean busy see blog for explanation).
Bits of horse, mostly eyes.
Clevedon Riding Centre, whilst Second Youngest takes a lesson.
Pencil.
Notebook: Artemis.

Work (actual) desktop, the bit inbetween the screens anyway. Drawn badly over a two day period whilst test rendering frames.
V-ball
Notebook: Ethel

Bit more done to the long term project that is the view over the road. Previously featured as 23/365 and 12/365.
Feeling good today. Drawing helps.
I have started collecting these on a single page on my blog, go there (link in my bio), and click on 365 on the menu. Also there is a link to my Facebook page which I have just cranked into action again. These drawings will go there as well as anything else I might see fit. Look for the Facebook “F” on the sidebar if you like Facebook.
Pencil.
Notebook: Ethel

Ye olde plastic garden chair.
A small window of seasonally appropriate weather hits the UK. Everyone panics. But then a cold breeze resumes so.
Pencil.
Notebook: Ethel.
..and to add insult to injury two of these I have already posted here. But in the spirit of complete-ism and putting everything down this blog pipe, here we are.
Notebooks Zebulon (9 x 14 pocket Moleskine) and Leonidas (8 x 11 homemade pocket book) are now retired (so you can see I do continue to use them, it’s just most of the content is not suitable for posting in the internet (and I mean that in a nice way)). Ethel (13 x 21 Moleskine) is still going strong, and is what I am mainly using for writing, mapping, drawing, general ranting and work. I also have a new shiny currently un-named homemade pocket book. I’m sticking with just the two for now, as I’m currently liking seeing the consistency and flow in build up in Ethel, and I obviously need a smaller pocket book that I can be a Everyday Carry type object for emergencies.
(above from a week or so ago) Notebook Zebulon is close to the end. But there are a few corners not filled with indecipherable tiny writing.
AĀ few items are coming to a head, at BDH one large project at work is being broadcast at the moment and the Very Large Animation job we did earlier in the year is on the brink. Also a small personal piece to be published in a new and very exiting way with other stuff that’s much better than mine. The “things planned” part are art things (as opposed to wok things) that I hope to post about here as I progress through them. That involves removing a few shackles of hesitancy on my part. Not to mention my bionically slow progress. But one can only try.
What? Oh, yes sketches, they get pushed to the back of the queue on a daily basis, then I feel bad. But I have to keep reminding myself, NOBODY CARES, so it’s ok. Might also start playing with posting them straight here and pinging them out then putting them onĀ Instagram, instead of the other way around.


Various horizon lines drawn from the window of the 11:30 to London Paddington.
Going through Bath Spa, Chippenham, Swindon, Didcot Parkway.
V-ball.
Notebook: Ethel.

Back-ends of various vehicles drawn during mildly epic road trip (when stationary and when it was safe to do so, obv) from Hunstanton through Peterborough, A47, M6, M5 etc. 7 hours journey time in total.
See images of both #east and #west seas (taken on same day) earlier in this feed.
V-ball.
Notebook: Ethel.

Hot air balloon that just flew low over our town at speed. They take off from Ashton Court which is about 9 miles away so they seem to have got the pace without the altitude. We could see the shape of the flames from the burners very cleary.
I have friends who have seen balloons so low over Bristol they have had conversations with the occupants.
Pencil.
Without looking.
Notebook: Ethel

Heads of moving horses, drawn without looking.
Straight to V-ball.
Notebook: Ethel

Theyāre standing nice nā still though.
“During the Old Stone Age, between thirty-seven thousand and eleven thousand years ago, some of the most remarkable art ever conceived was etched or painted on the walls of caves in southern France and northern Spain. After a visit to Lascaux, in the Dordogne, which was discovered in 1940, Picasso reportedly said to his guide, āTheyāve invented everything.ā What those first artists invented was a language of signs for which there will never be a Rosetta stone; perspective, a technique that was not rediscovered until the Athenian Golden Age; and a bestiary of such vitality and finesse that, by the flicker of torchlight, the animals seem to surge from the walls, and move across them like figures in a magiclantern show (in that sense, the artists invented animation). They also thought up the grease lampāa lump of fat, with a plant wick, placed in a hollow stoneāto light their workplace; scaffolds to reach high places; the principles of stencilling and Pointillism; powdered colors, brushes, and stumping cloths; and, more to the point of Picassoās insight, the very concept of an image. A true artist reimagines that concept with every blank canvasābut not from a void.”