14 May 2018

Life in session.

I’ve continued to attend the Monday night life-drawing sessions at the Malt Cross. As probably already stated, they don’t provide the social aspect I was hoping for, but I have started to enjoy them more, and the habit of drawing direct from observation without the aid of photography. Drawing is one of the few things I have. Perhaps the only thing which is mine.



This evening, after the session, I sat for a while in the still sunny Old Market Square listening to a busker free-forming on guitar and vocals. Very pleasant, in a city which continues to recede in my memory.