more greenwich landscapes
Last night I showed Stuart that day’s sketch from the park, and was sitting there feeling a bit glum and irritable about how it looked. I decided I’d do another quick doodle, not caring and just taking the mick out of what I’d drawn. But then I got so absorbed in mocking my own picture that I ended up being quite pleased with the outcome. (And I looked at the clock and realised just how late it was.)
The park looked far more interesting this morning, with loads of strong shadows and golden light. I haven’t attempted any colour work, but I tried using pencil instead of pen (since I’m putting myself through the Alex Milway/Philip Reeve Landscape Course 101, and Philip uses pencil). Alex recommended I look at work by Caspar David Friedrich, John Constable and Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot. That’s really helpful. (Thanks, Alex!) I know these guys’ work, but it’s a totally different thing to get a book with some good prints in it and take it drawing with me, so I can be sitting there drawing a tree, and turn a page to see how one of them did it. I still have a very long way to go.
Yesterday I sat on a damp tussock (undoubtedly widdled on by countless dogs), but today I sat on a bench and sketched in palatial grandeur. When I used to work from home, I sometimes used to take a packed lunch to this colonnade between the Queen’s House and the National Maritime Museum. I only ever saw old people sitting there, but some of them had great stories. My favourite ones came from a retired merchant seaman, and I wished I’d had a voice recorder with me.