We are hoping to set a date for an exhibition of the artwork from the book. This is so exciting because I grew up near this museum, I visited a lot as a child, and after years of living away, it will be like closing a circle... if that makes sense. The museum is in Barnard Castle, not far from my parents house, so we'll be staying with them for a couple of nights. My Dad has an amazing allotment, I'm hoping to do some drawing there during this visit. 
This is a drawing I did there a couple of years ago. We've had a lot of sunny weather, fingers crossed for some more this weekend, although I actually do better drawing when I am cold or uncomfortable in some way. The feeling of hurrying to finish seems to loosen the drawings up. I usually start to draw, full of excitement, desperate to draw, then do a few really bad sketches in quick succession. Then, as I relax, the better drawings come. Then, there is usually a time where I decide I've had enough and want to go home. But I don't allow myself to, because this is usually when the best drawing happen. Strange isn't it, the psychology behind drawing? It's as if when I decide I've done enough, and have nothing to loose, I suddenly do the loosest, most expressive work. It's almost as if the first drawing were the ones where I learned about what I was drawing, got it right technically, then at the end, I give up thinking too much and just draw.


























