Sketching taxis

This is another sketch I did just for me. We’d regularly go out and do location drawing around Grahamstown in first year, and I was sitting sketching the taxis. A man carrying a bottle of beer came and sat down beside me. He said he could take me to the township – that I needn’t be scared as a lot of wit vroumense (white women) like me went there. I laughed it off and kept drawing, and he finally lurched off to ask one of my classmates. The township was only on the other side of town, but it could have been another country to me and I only went there once – to an exhibition during the National Arts Festival.

I did that one from memory and these are the charcoal sketches I was doing that day.

Family sketches

I did these some time ago but since both have birthdays this month I thought I'd put them up here.

My dad reading on holiday - probably the newspaper or one of his magazines.

A quick sketch of my gran, playing cards or Scrabble. She thought I'd made her look too old but this year she'll be 91 and, other than her grey hair, looks just the same!

And an unfinished sketch of my gran...