Monday 29 October 2012

From sketch to commissioned drawing

One of the nice things which has happened to me since our visit to Provence is that I've been commissioned to convert one of my sketches into a proper drawing.

So what started out as a lovely lunch and afternoon's sketching has now become a drawing despatched as a present to a cyclist in the USA.  He stayed at the hill top hotel in Crillon Le Brave where I had lunch - and climbed Monet Ventoux three times in one day on his bike - hence this view has a special meaning for him!

Mont Ventoux from the Hotel Crillon Le Brave
12" x 16", pen and sepia ink and coloured pencils on Arches HP
copyright Katherine Tyrrell
I had a great time reliving a very enjoyable Sunday afternoon on 12th June 2011 when I had a wonderful lunch followed by a delightful afternoon of sketching the view of Mont Ventoux from the terrace.  (see Sunday lunch and sketching at Hotel Crillon Le Brave)

If anybody else would like a drawing from one of my sketches you can contact me via my website

Monday 18 June 2012

A Year On

It is a year since we were all painting in Provence. It never fails to amaze me what can happen in just a year. The most dramatic thing must be that the beautiful house that we all enjoyed, Ruth and Juliens home, burnt down in November. Happily now it is habitable again. I am now a grandmother, little Poppy is just 6 months, I think she disapproves of me already!! I have, in the last year begun to sell my work in volumes that mean I can count it as my main source of income. I am still illustrating but only lovely commissions for "real" books, one in particular that is still secret, is very exciting. I am working more for the gallery that I sell my work through, in fact I have a title now...business development manager! We are doing more art fairs, all across Britain. In fact life is very buisy and exciting. But I would love to be waking up in Provence, with nothing to do but paint, breathe in the lavender scented air and think about what we would have for supper. So come on, the rest of you, what has happened to you in a year?