Paul's side of the Room

I'm quite chuffed with myself - I did the whole easel on location thing - no photos -just plein bedroom air.

The mirror is actually old and streaky, well, mebbe not that streaky. It took oodles of concentration, more than usual. I'm not sure is that because it was from life or just because Pauls side of the room is a bit busy. I can see bits I've drawn wrong, but I'm happy with the experience.

 

I was full of trepidation about the tray on stool set up on a light carpet, so I hauled up an old mat and tried to keep nice and calm and not send everything crashing down. I'm a very messy painter at the best of times.

I feel this is a bit of a step, which is why I'm documenting it, but the room looks bloody messy.

 

My Side of the Room

As I don't have the courage, equipment, courage, time or now that I think of it, courage, to go off outside and paint, I'm practising by painting indoor 'plein air' - ahem- well, it is a cold house, it's awfully like being outside.

 

I figure it must be good practise for actual real live outdoors stuff, but I'll have to come up with a better system than a kitchen tray balanced precariously on a stool.
 

 

That was a failed attempt at the sitting room, waaaaay to complicated - how on earth are you supposed to approach bookshelves.  Also, the light keeps changing - surprise surprise - that makes things a bit ridiculously hard.

The bedroom pic was a combo of initial sketching from life, sloppy watercolour sketches and photos. So not in the least bit plein airy at all actually.