Studio Kenny

Over breakfast, a call from Maureen about Pat's catheter which was playing up and making him uncomfortable. Lorraine, rather fancying a quiet morning, had to zoom off. 

In contrast, I had a three hour portrait masterclass. Melissa drew a self portrait in the first hour, after explaining certain principles, talking us through her process. Then we all stood at easels, and I used my charcoal pencils, and did drawings of two models. Somehow the timings went awry, so we spent most of our time on one model, and I had only 15 mins on the second one. I captured a likeness but so much to learn. It was my first go, however.

Adele and Debbie there. Adele bullying me by deliberately getting in my way when we were hustling for position with the easels.  

A shingles jab, next. The young nurse kept calling me lovely... thanks lovely... please sit down lovely... Last time I had my shingles jab I felt slightly peculiar afterwards so they told me to wait for 10 minutes.

Anton sent me a news item with video of a man in Hastings being attacked by a gull in the street, and getting a cut and bleeding head for his pains. The man thinks it was because he was wearing a pink teeshirt, and last time something like this happened he was wearing pink too.

Home to Lorraine, slightly frazzled. Pat and Maureen now all sorted and also a handyman came and sorted some stuff for them. A late lunch then to the grand projet. We made good progress in converting the space into a studio. Lorraine celebrated by making a pinch pot from clay, I had a go too but mine was too thin.  We felt very pleased with ourselves for beginning to turn an area of mess and horror into a crafty studio. 

Below: the studio beginning to take shape, Lorraine's quick pinch pot, and my charcoal drawing of a moustachioed model.