I wonder how long it will take me to be able to do this…

I wonder how long it will take me to be able to do this…


Cy Twombly - Untitled (2001)

Cy Twombly - Untitled (2001)

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moleskinelovers:

A quick sketch I did in response to hearing of the death of Richard Briers yesterday.

moleskinelovers:

A quick sketch I did in response to hearing of the death of Richard Briers yesterday.

Zomg!!1! So cute!

Zomg!!1! So cute!

I think this says a lot about Hunter S. Thompson.

I think this says a lot about Hunter S. Thompson.

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New website

So I made the decision to create my own website. I’ll still use this to post non-art related things, but for anything art please subscribe to www.deborahelizabeth.co.uk. Thanks!

JMW Turner - what’s not to love?

This is how I want my kitchen to look, when I have my dream house in the country. All rustic with a hint of Frenchness and a chaise longue-style breakfast bench - of course!

This is how I want my kitchen to look, when I have my dream house in the country. All rustic with a hint of Frenchness and a chaise longue-style breakfast bench - of course!

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Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

2013 kicked off with a bang last night - well, lots of little bangs on television, if that counts? I doodled this pic of the London Fireworks behind Big Ben this morning while waiting for the coffee to brew.

And what better start to the year could we ask for than glorious sunshine, a continental breakfast and a long walk on the beach…

… Then a mosey down by the houseboats (I love the river in Shoreham so much, would love to live in one of these), where I sketched this decommissioned military boat…

… And back through the park. I had a bit of a play around with acrylics when I got home to try to catch some of the light effects through the trees…

Now I’m not one for deep insightful posts, but I do like to reminisce, and thinking about all the things I did in 2012 has made me really happy, and I’d love for 2013 to be even better. I’m not sure that anything will be able to top the feeling of reaching the end of the epic Landmannalaugur trail in Iceland this summer, but there’s always hope…

The Modern Art Conundrum

This year for Christmas Santa kindly brought me two very exciting books on the history of art: the first, E. H. Gombrich’s epic journey through the entire history of art from the first cave paintings up to Jackson Pollock, The Story of Art - I read a small black and white pocket edition of this from the library last year and it taught me so much, but I can’t wait to read it again in all its full colour glory. The second book is Will Gompertz’s What Are You Looking At? which attempts to explain the last 150 years of modern art. I can tell I’m going to be insufferable for quite some time to come…

I got two chapters in to the Gompertz book and just had to start painting. This could be a problem - if I have to stop for half an hour’s random paint splattering every chapter or two it’ll take me a year to read.

I’m looking forward to annoying everyone with plenty of arty facts in 2013!

Christmas Crafting!

Over the last few weeks I have been indulging in lots of Christmas crafting with various friends - from sculpting clay dragons to making cranberry sauce.

First up, I made a couple of hand-painted cards for my parents:

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Then, a Christmas dragon made of clay (okay, so the Christmas part is a slightly tenuous link, but I’m sure it exists):

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And another addition to the Clay Face Family - L-R: Clive, Oscar and Mikindu:

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Then, for the first of my many Christmas roasts, home-made cranberry sauce:

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And for the second, mulled wine:

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The finishing touches to our home-made pot pourri:

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And for Christmas day number three, we made gingerbread cookies and iced them by hand, which took absolutely forever and gave me cramp in my hand:

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And now, finally, I’m back at my mum’s house for the Christmas holidays, and we’ve spent the day wandering around a garden centre munching on hot roasted chestnuts, where we bought individual decorations for the Christmas tree and a lovely centrepiece:

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(top left, a stag for David, the owl at the bottom is my mum’s, and I’m the ballerina)

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Now there’s only two days to go, and a whole host of Christmas films left to watch - officially time to get excited!!

I’m still having a raging internal debate over this film, as I thought the book was pretty terrible, but Leo, the 1920s and a place called West Egg make me want to cry happy tears whilst drinking a martini with an olive on a stick.

I’m still having a raging internal debate over this film, as I thought the book was pretty terrible, but Leo, the 1920s and a place called West Egg make me want to cry happy tears whilst drinking a martini with an olive on a stick.