(Be warned…) Let’s get ready to RAMBLE!

As the title suggest this may well not be my most coherent post, apologies in advance. In fact, if properly strung together sentences with double checked spelling and grammar are your thing you might want to back away now. I may have mentioned before that I have suffered significant periods of insomnia for most of…

How the mind wanders

Having been inspired by todays post on Virtual Brush Box (here) I decided to spend some of my suddenly free time doing some arty-fart – specifically doodling a postcard to send to someone I would normally have seen at least three or four times in the past two weeks but because of the lockdown I…

Horses!

Afters blogging about the picture I made to commemorate my beloved Toby Dog (here) I got a hand wave from across the water from Virtual Brush Box with the irresistable offer of horsey photos to doodle from. This was the starting point for how I thought this latest arty fart would turn out. How wrong…

Music festivals…the dreaming of sleep edition

Part two of my music festival ramblings is about where to sleep. Before I started going to music festivals I had just assumed that everyone brought their own tents and camped in the mud. I’ve seen all those images of people wading through churned up fields of ooze and that was one of the reasons…

Music festivals…random thoughts and suggestions

Although we made the decision to NOT attend any music festivals this year, we have been to one or two each in previous years – instead of ‘lying by the pool’, ‘bungee jumping off tall things’ or ‘how the hell did we get here?’ holidays. This is because short breaks give you the same mental…

Doodily…dudes?

I have in mind a new creative project, or ‘Arty-Fart’ as it is known in my house, but I thought I’d do a quick doodle (VERY quick) on the same subject first. As I was getting absorbed into this I began to channel my inner pre-teen equestrian fanatic. I have never been a horsey person,…

Doodles for your delectation

Just a shortie today. This is Porlock beach on Exmoor. ‘Artistic’ licence has been used as there are more houses on the far side, in real life, and probably a great deal more pebbles too. Next is an homage to my Toby, the most laid-back, non-plussed Lab in the world.

Quiet passions

There is a young man, somewhere in the south of England, named Colin. Colin is a goth. Colin dresses as if, any moment, he is going to go all emo all over the place. Colin is NOT a teenager, he is an adult, working in an adult environment, doing important grown up stuff. This post…