Saturday morning greetings.
I hope this finds you well.
I've had a bit of a bumpy start to the month for reasons I cannot quite explain. November tends to be a challenge for me each year. Maybe it's the noticeable shortening of days and the lowering light in the far north. Saying that, this season also brings with it the dramatic skies which I love and remember so clearly when I first set foot in the far north of Scotland.
I thought I'd share a sketch I did a little while ago, using my watercolour pencils. I decided to draw the pak choi that I had put in a jar of water to preserve it longer.
I haven't quite managed to keep up the daily practice of sketching, publishing and posting here lately as I might have hoped. But the gradual growing practice of regular sketching is one that is stretching me, and helping me observe more clearly. It brings with it small (and sometimes big) revelations about my immediate surroundings, about composition, light, line, etc., and about myself too at times. It carves out a time of stillness that is so welcome in this shifting and content-driven world.
So I bring my humble sketch and table setting to you today. Soon I'll go out for walk, as the sky has cleared and the sun is shining. ☀️ Maybe I'll sketch the dramatic skies and sea next.
Until then, have a very good weekend!