Small river near our uni:
Thames bank view from Kingston town centre:
Kingston town centre sketch:
London in July - several random sketches
Here's a batch of sketches I made during our small July vacation:
Sketches from a bus
Here's some sketches I made riding on the upper floor of the double-decker bus, ballpoint pen with some brush and paint added at home:
Another double-decker:
Sketches from Wimbledon Common
I had a chance to sketch a bit yesterday, in the first part of the day when the sun was still shining and the rainy clouds were yet far away. Here's the view on the "Fox and Grapes" pub from the neighbouring park:
And this is a pond with ravens in the park itself:
Kingston town centre
I was sitting in the sun while sketching and noticed the sun is quite hot for April weather.
posted on Sketchcrawl and on Urban Sketchers
Using Spotify
For an article about Spotify spreading its service to Russia, Billboard magazine.
You say hi, I say low
There was an old Person of Burton,
Whose answers were rather uncertain;
When they said, "How d'ye do?"
He replied, "Who are you?"
That distressing old person of Burton.
E.Lear, 1846
Kingston Bridge
I had a plan to draw Kingston from the opposite side of the river for a long time, and now I had a chance to do it. The nature was a bit against me this time - a nice warm early-spring day turned into a gloomy and windy catastrophe when I started to paint, and the bridge turned a strange pale-green colour. In the end of the hour the weather became sunny again and I could finish the sketch with relative comfort. I'm looking forward to warm spring days already, down with this winter!
By the way, I just learned I wasn't very original with the choice of sketching location, as the Wikipedia article about Kingston Upon Thames is showing Kingston Bridge from about the same viewpoint!
Wig is big
There was an old person of Dutton,
Whose head was so small as a button;
So to make it look big,
He purchased a wig,
And rapidly rushed about Dutton.
E.Lear, 1846
I will be right back
There was an Old Man of Coblenz,
The length of whose legs was immense;
He went with one prance,
From Turkey to France,
That surprising Old Man of Coblenz.
E.Lear, 1846
Worshiping the moon
There was an Old Person of Tring,
Who embellished his nose with a ring;
He gazed at the moon,
Every evening in June,
That ecstatic Old Person of Tring.
E.Lear, 1846