London Nights

Watercolour/Gouache/Pastel and Coloured pencil.


London Nights.

More sketchbook ramblings...

More sketchbook ramblings...

Acrylic and felt tip.

Digital and a watercolour.

''A cup a day''.. Pt 1

A cup a day.. Pt 1
A small ode to the cup of coffee. For every one I drink I am creating a digital or painted artwork of one.Its sort of a response to the addiction to coffee I have but also looks as the waste involved with 
take away coffee.
By highlighting just how much and often I drink, I might be able to break or change my habits to bettersuit.... We shall see..

Digital..
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Group Illustration Exhibition, Aug 5th.

Group Illustration Exhibition, Aug 5th. Happening at The Saloon, Nicholson st Carlton North. 6-9pm.
$5 gets you wine, nibbles and a raffle ticket for some rad Melbourne artwork for your home or office!

Something I wrote on this sunny sunday morning.

BEING HERE

The sun glows a pastel yellow and lets out a beam of warmth on an otherwise grey July in winter.

There’s a soft wind that makes the trees sigh and my hair drift across my face.

It’s a perfect day nestled conveniently amongst the middle of the winter months.
The low flying planes create a hum above the otherwise undisturbed setting.

I sit on this day near my home in Melbourne, but my thoughts are on London.

I often feel nostalgic for the city I once lived. The brown brick houses and rows of chimneystacks as I’m whirring past at 8am on a packed train. It clacks along the railway tracks that criss cross the city on a dull red London morning.

I miss the bustle of people and the frantic, excitement that slips through every narrow street of the great city. But then I sit here, in Melbourne, on a beautiful, warm, winters day and things start to become clearer.

I remember those frantic London mornings and fast paced nights, and here in my new home I am faced with something different. Warmth, freedom and space.

Only now can I really appreciate how lovely it is to have time. Time to sit by a fresh water pond and listen to the frogs sing.

Time to Idly watch the shapes playing across the surface of the water. Time to reflect on an old life. And time to imagine a new one.

By Donna Sadler

Old sketchbook ramblings from my time living in London 04-09...

More sketchbook ramblings...

Hanging out in the Rough trade east cafe.

Collage of Shoreditch lifestyle.

Drawn whilst manning the door of the 'Good Ship' in Kilburn.

Digital doodles and Sketchbook ramblings.

A digital work from a few years back, as well as some sketchbook shots from the last few months.