Paul at the Biscuit Factory
(0.5 marker in A5 sketchbook)
There's a new gang of urban sketchers in town. Colin H has organised a weekly outing for his friends to go out sketching on a Monday with the idea, I guess, as my Mother would have put it, to "get the smell blown off you." He kindly invited me too.
"Meet at the same time," his email said.
"What's the same time?" I asked, not unreasonably.
"The same time as last week, of course."
"I wasn't there last week".
To his credit, he apologised and gave me the information.
Anyway, a nice day out was had, despite the furious winds, with the Mondaymonday Sketchers at The Biscuit Factory. I couldn't see anything from the balcony because of the people in between, so I drew Paul.
Then I drew Trudy.
"What's the same time?" I asked, not unreasonably.
"The same time as last week, of course."
"I wasn't there last week".
To his credit, he apologised and gave me the information.
Anyway, a nice day out was had, despite the furious winds, with the Mondaymonday Sketchers at The Biscuit Factory. I couldn't see anything from the balcony because of the people in between, so I drew Paul.
Then I drew Trudy.
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