Believe it or not, but I am now seventy five years old: it was my birthday yesterday; so Liz as usual, gave me a super present. She scooted me off to Sidmouth and Beer in South Devon, with her in tow, for a few days. We were there for three nights at our favorite hotel, the Kingswood, right in the middle  of the Esplanade, on the sea front, it was all rather plush, polite, shiny and fancy; we had a lovely time. The food was rather splendid. On the first full day, Saturday, I was told to go away and sketch or paint in Sidmouth, before we went to the theatre in the evening, so being a good little boy that is what I did.

I thought how can this be a little different and still be good fun?  So. the usual paper, A3 sized was used, with the usual pen; the difference being to sketch very loosely using the whole A3 page, which is quite large for a sketch. 

So off I went with my stool and did four sketches; they were such fun to draw, working almost in a slap dashish manner; each drawing took about forty minuets to produce.. After drawing sketch number two I stopped for tea in a quaint old word tea room, before getting on with number three. People were so pleasant, the town center was busy and everybody was in  holiday mood, the sun was shining  and it was lovely and warm; lots of people stopped and chatted, and they were all respectful and enjoying nattering with me ( I think), so, all in all, it was a rather pleasant few hours.

I love being an art6ist.