I saw Anne Summers speak last night – and I drew while I absorbed her words. Drawing helps with the absorption. There’s so much I have to think about and read about and keep reassessing. I am collecting books that I want around the house so if my daughter begins to question what I was questioning, there are things for her to read and explore in regard to feminism.
How much I wish I had these books when I was younger.
So my head is heavy with thoughts and my hands are busy with lines and kitty is laying on my, chewing on a pencil.
Routine, routine, routine. Most of the time it grounds me, sometimes it fuels me and other times it just crushes me. Yesterday eve I thought poo you routine, and kidlet and I sat at our dinner table drawing together. She numbers up to forty, me putting the finishing touches on my sketch of Civic Hall. I had started it out in the rain, with my hands going numb.
When I came in to cuddle her later on she said I like your drawing mummy. I’m still glowing.
The top sketch is of Brunswick Bound – a bookshop I am fond of. I sat with my friend B – we went to VCA together – and it was nice just to drink tea, sketch and buy books. I then visited another friend – Nicholas Jones – in his studio and did a very rough sketch (above ). I’d like to go back and draw for longer.
I’ve been sketching people about town a lot lately. The above one is of an artist recreating an old work in chalk on Swanston Street. His friend watched me and then introduced himself when I had finished – he told me his name was Wayne and said that his name will probably change again soon. We talked very briefly about art and composition and then I made a mad dash to meet my better half for a delicious dinner.
I was also at the Wheeler Centre and I decided to do some more sketching out front of the State Library of Victoria. I had aimed to draw the building but found I wanted to do quick sketches of people sunbathing, reading and chatting on the lawn instead.
I’ve been thinking a lot about Dürer lately and deciede to do a quick drawing referencing his prayer hands drawing. I nicknamed it “Dürer with nailpolish” – not sure anyone apprictaes that, but I do.
I’m thinking of doing a series of portraits of men – as my last two big drawings of Nicholas Jones and TUSK were very popular. So I asked my long time pal and fellow artist Mo Campobasso to pose for me as well. We chatted about Dürer’s self portraits.