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Spain sketches 3

This will be the last post on Spain sketches. Next will be a post on the splatters I make hat I promised a while back.

 man sleeping on deck chair

watercolor and prera pilot penspain sketches 7

..beach scene..

watercolor and pentel brush pen

spain sketches 10

spain sketches 11

..around the pool..

watercolor and pilot prera pen

spain sketches 2..a bientôt..

Ronelle


Spain sketches 2: Beach.

The biggest drawback of this Spain holiday was that I couldn’t swim. Something I love. Thus I was confined to the beach bar where I sat and watched others swim. And I sketched.

spain sketches 20Because of the heat I drank the one glass of water after another with every now and then a delicious, freshly squeezed fruit juice. I ran through that whole menu. The thing I completely forgot about that first day on the beach, was that all that fluid needed to go somewhere. I realized that with a shock sometime during the day. I looked down the “boardwalk,” seeing the single “cabine de toilette” winking at me way over there at the entrance to the beach.  I looked at the wheelchair next to me, buried under a mountain of stuff. I looked at my crutches and down at my blistered and calloused hands. I looked at my family who were bobbing specks in the water. I felt desperation clouding over me like a tsunami from which there is no escape.  I started praying. For what I don’t really know, because there wasn’t any superhuman intervention that could change my situation. Physiology all by itself is already a wondrous complexity. But I prayed anyway and decided to give  2 minutes to some kind of miracle to find its way towards me. After  2 seconds I decided the only only way to solve this problem is the old fashioned human way. I carefully got up from my chair, all the while trying to do it speedily. Care and speed, those were the keywords. I looked across the beach to the water and “miraculously” mon cheri made his way to the beach bar. I signaled him with fierce intimidation to move his butt! Somehow I got into the wheelchair and we made it down the boardwalk to the “cabine” without me flying from the chair “en route”. Close to the cabin I stared down everybody who just thought of going ahead of me with a look that clearly stated: “Don’t even think about it for I will run you down”, while waving my crutches into the ready-to-use position. Before we came to a stop I pirouetted onto the crutches and into the cabin, didn’t even lock the door and shouted from the inside all kinds of instructions to mon chéri. There was no trace of my usual grace and inhibition and dignity left. Human was all I could be at that moment

spain sketches 5 spain sketches 8 spain sketches 9 spain sketches 12 spain sketches 13 à bientôt

Ronelle


A selfportrait.

I broke my leg a week ago. Played ball with Lindiwe, our young German Shepherd girl and slipped when running down a hill and I just heard that bone break when I hit the ground. Now my leg is up to the knee in a cast and I am on crutches.

..selfportrait of poor me ..

dip pen and black ink in Daler rowney sketchbook, 21X29.7cm

selfportrait broken legThat is the worst…these crutches. They frustrate me beyond belief. The first few days it felt like someone on either side of my arms were pulling me apart across my chest and my leg carrying the weight felt like it was carrying a freight ship. I moved like a hiccup…in short jumps, trying my best to take a painless step forward. Each time someone tried to encourage me or applaud my effort, I felt like whacking them with the crutches. If I didn’t desperately need both crutches, I probably would have done so. I have never broken anything. Sure, many stretched or torn muscles because of sport, but never a broken something. So using these crutches was for me, the ever impatient one, a miserable punishment. But I just had to picture people less fortunate who live like this every day of their lives, and I would get up, let go of the feeling-sorry-for-myself-upper-lip and get moving.

My daughter told me to do a selfportrait of miserable-me during this time. And so I did. And it was the perfect way of taking a step back and end up laughing at myself and be grateful that it is only a broken leg.

..my children decided the white plaster is far too boring, so we decorated it a bit with a black marker..

broken leg

My next post will be on splashes, splotches and splatters. Keep an eye out if you are interested in seeing how I splash and splatter paint on paper.

à bientôt

Ronelle


Two more garden corner sketches in watercolour.

I sat myself in the same  spot outside on the terrace as yesterday and did 2 more sketches . I have now almost made a complete 360 degrees turn and sketched what I saw in front of me. This time I faced the house and sketched one of the two comfy chairs under the kitchen window on the terrace. The chandelier hanging under the grapevine was next with the crystals catching the sunlight and flashing in all the colours..I can’t do it justice, but I remember it.

comfy chair on the terrace

watercolor and nib pen with blck ink in Daler rowney sketchbook, 21X29.7cm

chair on the terrasseChandelier hanging under grapevine

watercolor and nib pen with blck ink in Daler rowney sketchbook, 21X29.7cm

cchandelieron terrasse0001


Aquarelle sketches of garden corners.

I sat out in the garden today and turned my chair 180 degrees to get to 4 sketches. My anduze pot with a young cycad , then the apple tree behind a table, the gagoile fountain next to a potted lemon tree and lastly the old barn door with a lost sunflower beside it. All 4 sketches are somewhat wonky: the cycad in the first sketch is really terrible and the gargoyle is yotally off scale and askew…in reality the gargoyle is beautiuful, orignating from the 13th centurychateau de Chauvigny and it was a birthday giort from mon chéri many years ago.

..anduze pot with a young cycad..

watercolor and pentel brush pen in Daler Rowney sketchbook, 21X29.7 cm

Garden corners..apple tree and table with terracotta pot..

watercolor and pentel brush pen in Daler Rowney sketchbook, 21X29.7 cm

Garden corners-001

..gargoyle fountain beside a potted lemon tree against a stone wall..

watercolor and dip pen with black ink in Daler Rowney sketchbook, 21X29.7 cm

Garden corners-002..old barn door  with wilted sunflower..

watercolor and dip pen with black ink in Daler Rowney sketchbook, 21X29.7 cm

Garden corners-003à bientôt

Ronell


Sketches: shasta daisies and a bouquet of flowers.

I love the big summer Shasta daisies…they provide the most beautiful splotches of white colour in the garden, especially in the evenings.

shasta daisies

watertcolour and nib pen in Daler rowney sketchook, 21×29.7cm

shasta daisies

I received a lovely bouquet of flowers from our neighbors this past weekend…Gerbera daises, Gypsophillas, and dark red cockscombs.

..bouquet de fleurs..

watertcolour and pentel brushpebn in Daler rowney sketchook, 21×29.7cm

bouquet de fleurs


EDM – art 23, 24, 25: Detail of a building, keys, cover for something messy.

Our porcherie(little pighouse) at Coin Perdu. A fairly dilapidated outbuilding here on the farm where the pigs were kept. It will be turned into something, don’t know yet what.

..porcherie..

watercolour and dip pen in S&B sketcbook,

porcherie0001

We have a magnitude of keys, some from the brocantes, some found in the attic, some dug up, some lost ones, some unknown ones and some…well, just some.

..keys..

watercolour and Pentel brush pen in S&B sketcbook,

keys

My shoes are covered in oil paints. I wear them when I go plein air painting and when I go to town. I wear them whenever, because they are comfy and being so colourful, they go with everything.

..painting shoes..

watercolour and Pentel brush pen in S&B sketcbook,

painting shoes


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