Sunday was so busy that I can only tell you about parts of it or we'd be here forever, you and I.
It was a worldwide sketchcrawl day. The brief was to sketch the inside of your house. This was all I had time to finish before the next thing happened.
I'd been asking my friend Moreton if she'd let me sketch her, so when she called yesterday morning to ask if it was a good time for her to drop by, I said yes!
Then it was time for Ippy and me to go to figure drawing group. So glad she'd found one, as the ones I used to participate in had all disbanded.
Finally, here's a sketch from our drawing session. I used an 8b pencil on large newsprint. I forgot I prefer to use large graphite sticks for this kind of drawing. Next time, I'll remember. This model got himself into such uncomfortable poses, it was hard for me to draw him. He looked like Saint Sebastian, or some other agonized figure. For that reason, I left the circular mark around his head---my initial laying-down-the-shape marks---a kind of halo for his pains. In this pose, he also reminded me of the portrait by David, the Death of Marat. His was a most lugubrious nature, that model. (Click on image for larger version.)
Ippy and I went to see another of our friend's paintings and new studio. I wish I'd brought my camera along so I could share images of his fabulous paintings with you. Next time I will.
And so, dear diary, I went to bed early last night.