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March sketches

Another month down and I’m still writing 2016 everywhere!

This month seems to have flown by without me spending much time with my watercolours. Instead, I’ve been sketching and using the computer to edit photos and experiment with some digital art.

Here’s a few of the sketches from the last few months.

paddington

‘I’ll never be like other people, but that’s alright, because I’m a bear.’ Paddington Bear

Queenie

‘But I made ‘em cocoa.’ Queenie Goldstein from Fantastic beasts and where to find them

zoe and shadow

This is a sketch for a story idea I have been thinking about, with a girl called Zoe and her puss cat Shadow.

best friends sketch

and this is one of my favourite sketches, a Fox and the Hound style boy and his best friend!

Now to dig out the watercolours!

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Reliving back to school

Despite the fact I haven’t been to school in over 8 years, this time of year always gets me in the ‘back to school’ mode.

The first leaves are just leaving the trees, august is nearing its end and I’ve started to think more about pumpkins than beaches. (I blame the last one on the fact that I read far too many blogs based in America; the land of autumn pumpkin fans!)

When I think of going back to school, it’s high school that I remember most. Dragging my mum around every possible shop in Norwich to find the perfect back to school kit.

The big three on my list: shoes, bag and pencil case.

Endless hours spent looking for the perfect school shoe – had to be comfy, but more importantly had to look cool and have a heel slightly higher than allowed by the school. It must have bored mum to tears! Then imagine her disbelief when 3 weeks later I come home in someone else’s shoes becuase we’d swapped for the rest of term…

The bag was a whole other decision: satchel? rucksack? simple tote? tiny handbag so you had to carry everything separately? I think I was mainly a satchel girl, I still use them now, but I still have my red rucksack with the longest straps so it sat on my bum when I walked!

The pencil case was the best part – I am officially a stationary geek. Pens, pencils, rubbers, rulers, compasses, set squares – I had it all. I could spend hours dithering between the ink pen or the gel pen and I’m pretty much the same now with art supplies. Don’t even ask how many sketch books I’ve got in my cupboard, waiting for the perfect drawing to be worthy of filling the front page!

Then there is the excitement of starting a new school year. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve never had a summer holiday that was quite long enough, but I loved school! I loved that every year you were smarter than you were last year and you were going to be smarter again this year – progress!

I miss that now I’m out of education! You don’t get that sense of progress and moving on in quite the same way that you do in school. Knowing that even if this isn’t your best subject/topic, you just have to get through it then you get to try something else – it isn’t really an option at work, even if your job is project based like mine!

I like this time of year, it’s still my marker for a new year, probably more so than 1st Jan! So this is my back to school girl, looking exactly like I wish I’d looked each time I went back to school; organised, excited and super stylish.

back to school

And it’s probably a good time to say thanks mum for putting up with my back to school demands (the less said about the second year uni duvet tantrum the better – cringe!) and I hope that if any of you have children going to school, that they don’t drag you to every single shoe shop in town!

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What do you want to be when you grow up?

It’s a question that we answer so honestly and with conviction when we’re younger and start to mumble a response to as we get older.

I started with nurse, then vet (good traditional choices), then went for fashion designer or interior designer (both rarely voiced out loud as I thought they were unlikely to be achievable), and then I dabbled with ideas of barrister or marketing (obviously just out for the money here).

And now I’ve reached a stage where I am actually working for a living, and still asking myself what do I want to do when I grow up?

As I’ve rediscovered art and added more creativity to my life, I’ve discovered more and more people making a living from doing what they love and sharing it with the world. And I’m finding my favourite books and films are filled with characters overcoming adversity to achieve their dreams and taking the leap to doing what they love.

It’s like being in the middle of a French patisserie shop and trying to resist the scrumptious pastries, or standing at a party with 7 delicious waiters all offering you a glass of champagne, or waiting in a pet store trying to decide which gorgeous little kitten you’re going to take home.

You get the idea – how do you choose?! They all look like the right decision.

My mum always told me I could do whatever I wanted to do, no dream is too big – but how do you pick!

Do I want to give it all up to bake delicious cupcakes, do I want to abandon the city to open a beachside ice cream parlour, do I want to own a boutique cafe, do I want to rise early to bake artisan breads, or spend my days at flower markets and become a florist?

what will i be

(a few logo ideas for my new ventures!)

How can you ever decide what you should devote yourself to for the rest of your life? Surely no one is grown up enough to make that decision, so really, it seems a bit cruel to expect an answer from a 6 year old!

So tell me, how many of you are in the same boat, still deciding what you want to do when you grow up? Are you doing what you’d answered when you were asked What do you want to be when you grow up?

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Childhood classics

I have a confession to make, I’m a bit of an escapism junkie. Any chance to lose myself in another world, life or experience and I’m there!

I get ridiculously addicted to TV shows, completely vested in their fictional lives – I can’t even talk to you about Supernatural, Chicago Fire or Game of Thrones – so many emotions, so much drama! All those times that Sam/Dean died? Just too much! The season 2 finale of Chicago fire? Crazy! And 4 seasons in I’m still getting over Ned Stark!

It’s the same with films, there are some I can watch over and over just because of the warm fuzzy feeling I get inside or the close to tears feeling that stings my eyes – nothing beats it. I won’t name and shame the films in this post (those worn out DVDs know who they are) but I can promise to delve deeper in a future post!

And of course, like so many others, my escapism route of choice is with books. As I’ve said before I like my stories with a little bit of magic, a little bit of love, a little bit of the unexpected and most importantly, with a good dose of hope.

Nowhere is hope more abundant than in children’s books!

Now, I can’t say a lot about any of the children’s books from the last *cough* 10-15 years, as I’m a little too old to be the target market, but a lot of the books that have stuck with me have been classics, that I’d hope are still enjoyed today.

So today is the first of another little series of illustrations, inspired by childhood classics:

mad old clocks

Hopefully it’s one you remember?

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Ps. I apologise for going a bit book crazy in my posts for the moment, but sometimes you just have to follow wherever inspiration leads!