Sat having a nice cup of tea and a biscuit in the late afternoon (or is it early evening, already?) sunshine in the garden.
Above the distant thrum of the motorway, way off in the distance, i can hear the trill of birds marking their territory.
There’s something relaxing and fundamentally essential about cups of tea and biscuits.
I don’t think a mug of tea with a cookie would have quite the same cache about it.
I’ve been working on a spread about popular biscuits (And by popular, I mean generally popular in the United Kingdom)
I’ve thoroughly researched the topic – a quick five minute search on the internet brought up a top ten list of traditional british biscuits. So, I guess that will do as my extensive research.
Here I’ve started to illustrate;
Chocolate Chip Cookie
Generally I don’t tend to use pencil. I’ve only used it here to roughly mark in the biscuits because there are ten of them and I don’t want to run out of space at eight or nine.
The Chocolate Chip Cookie is just about ready to start shading and hatching
Digestive biscuit is shading complete and ready for watercolour.
Bourbon is about halfway through shading.
The Custard Cream just has it’s broad outline (In 0.8). Ready for shading to start.
The problem started when I decided to hunt out a witty title for the page. I found the song “Bad Dog, No Biscuit” and with a nagging voice in the back of my mind I printed it out and copied it onto the page.
But …. it just seems such a negative comment for a page which is holding up biscuits as wonderful things. As soon as I’d copied the text onto the page I realised that it was wrong and so this piece has sat on the chair beside me for about a month and a half. Staring at me every time I sit at my desk.
I don’t really like to abandon drawings – I much prefer any errors and mistakes to be included in the drawing. Adding authenticity and realism to the drawing. A reaction against the perfection of digital imagery, of which I feel there is too much in current media.
I used to be a dunker myself; but regretted too many soggy breakages. I will never go back – I’m a nibbler through and through.