Have just gone back to work after a lovely 3 week break. I have been busy visiting friends and catching up on living, not a lot of painting...but a couple of sketches, from life, that I did on the train to London and back. I have been thinking about portraiture for a while now, perhaps a new subject will be a good thing. Beautiful crinkley old faces of patients at work, and dear friends, and strangers all inspire me. I felt brave to draw people on the train, without permission, without caring if the person next to me saw what I was doing. It focused my attention. Visited the protrait gallery in trafaguar square whilst in London and got a David Hockney portraits book. Wish I had been at that exhibition. Love his pilosophy. Loving the new sketchbook I treated myself to wilst in Edinburgh, expensive but so worth it.
