If you're an opera lover, you might have used this train station to visit Glyndebourne. I've driven and cycled past it many times. Not today. Today I stopped.
During the Easter holidays I contributed some drawings to a fundraising project. The drawings will be used in two books, one of which is a children's book of stories and poetry. Proceeds will go to charity.
I'm taking a two-week break from The Artist's Way. Why?
A short week in which I treated myself badly, then put systems in place to avoid making the same mistake again.
To me, spring means blossom and colours and light evenings and energy. Spring energy. More energy to move and more energy to create.
Maximum morning pages this week, a realisation that I like sticking to a plan, plus a catalogue modelling shoot (unplanned).
This week a probe was launched into space to detect waste gases emitted on Mars.
Lots of synchronicity, no artist date and typical scanner behaviour: Week 5 of The Artist's Way!
I felt like drawing a portrait this week. Of a person. A human being.
A quarter of a million children may be at risk of starvation in Syria. So claims the charity Save the Children, as reported in the Independent.
My experience of 'no reading' week. No books, no articles, no radio, no TV, no surfing social media, no way!
Today I finished moving into my new studio. It's a spare room at home, which until recently was a dumping ground for stuff that didn't fit in the non-spare rooms. I cleared out the clutter and moved in the art supplies. Everything I need to make some art is now in that room. Yes!
Leonardo DiCaprio, six-times Oscar nominee, won his first Academy Award at the 2016 ceremony.
A week of cartoons, listening to my body and a wonderful artist date.
Every morning (well, almost every morning) I fill three pages of A4 paper with stream-of-consciousness writing. The morning pages, as Julia Cameron describes them, are 'the primary tool of creative recovery.'
HMP Swaleside in Kent is the first UK prison to create a university-style campus. 85 student prisoners live and study in The Open Academy on A-wing.
Lots of learnings this week from the morning pages, plus a disappointing artist date that at least pushed me out of my comfort zone.
My inner artist and I arrived at Uckfield Millennium Green with high expectations and an even higher temperature; we had walked the two miles there from home with a rucksack full of art materials.
A violent storm tantrumed through the estate, kicking up litter and spitting on windows. Orange and purple and blue-grey clouds fled the scene in shame.
This week I have been identifying enemies of my creative self-worth. It's a lot less sinister than it sounds.
Bad news on day 2, good waves on day 3, and a magical coincidence on day 5...
Today I took my 'inner artist' out on an 'artist date' (Julia Cameron's words, not mine). We went for a walk on Eastbourne beach. I recorded a short video.
I received some disappointing news about my studio today.
Happy New Year! I can say that and mean it now.
The dog in our family is Bailey. He's a 10-year-old English Springer Spaniel who thinks he's still 10 months old, jumping excitedly at visitors and chasing rabbits at every opportunity.
Richard Pettitt, cartoonist.