Friday, February 06, 2009
Paul's view - and a surprising sight
The view from Paul's bedroom window yesterday. Today, it's even darker and it's pouring with rain. While England is struggling under the worst snowfall in years, there has hardly been any here and then when it did snow it melted again the next day. Just lots and lots of rain. I wasn't expecting it today though. I had planned to go out yesterday and do some drawing - just some little thing to get me started and get over the fear of drawing in public. I decided that the sketchbooks I normally take with me might be part of the problem so I had a look to see what else I had and found a couple on the bookshelf I couldn't even remember buying!
I definitely can't remember buying the black Daler Rowney sketchbook but it has a price sticker from Kuwait so it was obviously bought at that time. That was exactly what I was looking for! Then I realised it was the same as the book I used to keep my 'perfect' drawings in, years ago - that's the book on top. But then I found the exact same book (below) with a different cover and I decided that that was the one. Why? Because it already has two little sketches in it so I don't even have to worry about messing up the first page! Now that really is perfect! It's funny too to see this little sketch. It's the view in my wing mirror as I sat in the car outside the school waiting for the boys to come out - all big clunky 4x4's and bouncy American saloons.
Above those hardback books, I've included my tiny 'tram sketchbook', with very little in it, and in the middle, my 'TV sketchbook' which is nearly full and about to become the only sketchbook I've every completed! I have another one (on the left of it) ready to start when that happens.
The resolve had dwindled away by the time I finished going through my books so I thought I'd do a test run looking out of Paul's bedroom window, to see how I liked the format and how long that view would take me. Let's just say, a lot longer than I thought with all those windows and balconies!
I did eventually get out, but there wasn't time to draw. On the way home though, I bumped into Paul on the tram and he happened to mention that he did some sketching today. During a lesson they were made to watch a 'boring' film so he drew his trainers to fill in time. This morning, he showed me the drawing and I was absolutely stunned. He's never enjoyed art at school but always got high marks despite his protestations. I've assumed all these years that neither of my two had picked up the inclination to draw. How wrong I was! He's definitely got the talent, but also he's thinking of things around him whereas I just used to copy photos in magazines when I was at his age. I always thought, if anyone, it would be Alex who might have it. Now, I'm going to be keeping a much closer eye on both of them!