More tea Vicar?

I've been a-sketching, a-scribbling and a-swirling this weekend - but no a-scrubbing. I removed myself from the temptations of hoovering, ironing and other domestic duties by taking myself and a large quantity of my art studio to my boyfriend's house. With my son away, the artist did play. In fact, I found myself rather addicted. Play was the operative word. I didn't really create anything special. I just experimented and filled my sketchbook with colour. Colour is certainly something I have become much more brave about in the last year and layering. That's what gets me interested in art these days - peering into the depths of a picture and seeing what's hiding under all those layers and then creating that same sense of mystery with my own paintings. This weekend has been about layers of pencil, layers of colour and paper. Finding my depth.

The more observant among you readers will be recalling that I am taking an experimental art e-course. Clearly my lessons are translating to the page and my head is chock-a-block full of ideas from this play for more serious pieces - if only I could stop playing long enough to give them a go!------------------------------------------------- (cat just stepped on keyboard - thought I'd leave it in for amusement).

In fact, I can't really stop. You see I have this idea for a flower picture and I want to do something with maps... Thought I'd share these with the Sunday Sketches crew.