Hanging around in graveyards

In what couldn't exactly be described as the most astonishing imaginative leap ever, we went from sketching in churchyards to sketching in a massive cemetery, Brookwood near Woking. It has some fantastic graves, especially the older Victorian ones: imposing statement mausoleums; Gothic monuments made all the more Gothic because of their crumbling disintegration; crosses of various shapes and sizes now leaning in various precarious directions, and a host of melodramatic angels, reaching, weeping, sighing and best of all, staying perfectly still for drawing purposes

I've tried the angels in oil before, somewhere down along the blog, but I think they suit watercolour quite well. 

  We had a couple of trips to Brookwood over the summer, my sister Sal came once, she forgot  her drawing stuff but brought the chocolate, so that worked.

It is a surprisingly lovely place to sit and sketch.

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