Pharaoh Saunders

Last night I was at the Barbican to see the legendary Pharaoh Saunders. He is now in his seventies and the Barbican was packed with men in dark clothing and women with sparkly tops (myself included). We had really good seats with an unobscured view of the stage and even though it was completely dark and I couldn't see a thing I wanted to record the event in my sketchbook. I made a series of drawings and only saw them when the lights went up. Also learned that he is called Pharaoh Sanders, as in Colonel and not Saunders.

Not at Love Supreme

A hot day hopping out of the Love Supreme festival. Sitting having coffee in a friends garden, the sun is strong and I am aware that my right arm is burning. Really relaxing location and having a very nice chat about performance art with a fellow festival exiteer. As the afternoon wears on more people leave the festival and join the conversation. A 7 year old artist beside me also draws the scene....... very nicely. 

Vegan Sunday

Sitting in a Malaga cafe I have visited many times before. The cafe is a social enterprise and this leads to a very relaxed easy going atmosphere and surprisingly cheap prices. It is vegan Sunday and I am awaiting the arrival of friends not seen for a very long time. There is a man sitting on a staircase behind me very carefully painting a column of well drawn ants onto the wall.

We Are Our Brains

Sacha is concentrating hard on his holiday reading, We Are Our Brains by Dick Swaab. I am concentrating hard on capturing the concentration. 

Cabo Pino beach phone call

Relaxing on the beach looking out to sea watching the waves. The weather is rather hazy and so the air is a little cooler and fresh for Andalucia. Sitting to the right are a couple of women who engage a beach salesman into conversation and he seems pleased to have met them. Moments later one of the women's phones ring and she is engaged in deep and loud conversation for more than 30 Minutes.

The Derive Brick Lane

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This is the beginning of a project I set for students. I arranged to meet them in this cafe on Brick Lane - no one turned up, so seated alone I made some drawings of my own.