…in the carriage where the air-conditioning was broken and the designer hadn’t thought to include any blinds. Trying to draw the reflection of the man in front, he became a hallucinatingly large apparition.

So had a go at some (largely imaginary) trees seen from the window. The train helpfully stopped quite often due to signalling problems near Hayes and Harlington.

It is quite spooky here. But on some Wednesdays you can get in & sketch battered statues.

Here’s a line up of guys – the one on the end is a hermaphrodite.

And here are the lovely ladies.

and some shop dummies on the way home…

This is a post from a while ago that I forgot to put up!  A bit of sketching at our local National History from October 2016. There’s a lovely bear that was hugged constantly…This does not do justice to the amazing giant insect photograph I was looking at…

  The giraffe is completely impossible to fit on the page.

Here we go again. Every time you think you’ve got all the tentacles covered, another one springs up brandishing something surprising.

Perhaps the tactic is all wrong. Perhaps the Octopus isn’t wrestling after all. Perhaps this is just ordinary Octopus behaviour, an octopus offering. Time to shake hands with the octopus. Repeatedly.

PS: If you want an octopus to wrestle with too, here are a couple of favourites…

(Sketching Weakly just likes any excuse to draw insects and give them names…)

It’s rainy. It’s the school holidays. This week we’ve been sketching a bit in the good ol’ museums of Oxford, and then eating cake.

Giant salamander & aardvark in NHM:

The great god Sobek in the Asmolean:

…and a colossal marble head of Apollo.   The cake in all museums has been very fine.

and a lucertola. Sadly all found deceased in a Sicilian swimming pool.