Flowers on a dark ground, the way they were painted for three hundred years. Rich, slow and satisfying.
A quieter evening than usual — people concentrated hard. Two participants had come alone and left having arranged to come back together to the next one, which is more or less the point.
Photographs of participants are published with their permission.
I genuinely thought I would be the worst one there. Nobody is the worst one there. I took home something I have actually hung up.
Pick a date, reserve a place, and spend an evening making something.
Night light and deep blues
An evening built around night pictures — lamplight, wet streets, windows from the outside. Deep blues, warm points of light, and no need to draw anything realistically.
Objects, shadow and quiet
Fruit, glass, a folded cloth, an ordinary jug. An evening on the oldest subject in painting, and the one that teaches the most.
Sea, weather and thick paint
Put the brushes down. An evening of thick paint, wide horizons and weather, made almost entirely with a palette knife.
