Sketching Birds at Pensthorpe

Yesterday I had the pleasure of being a student again on a workshop at Pensthorpe Natural Park tutored by Mark Boyd for the company Art Safari www.artsafari.co.uk. It was a small group so Mark was able to give each of us plenty of support and encouragement, plus he was extremely knowledgeable about the species that we studied. He suggested we first look for the oval head shape and direction of the beak, then at the body which he likened to the shape of an avocado pear. He touched on the subject of bird anatomy so we could envisage the fact that most of the leg was within the body and what we consider the knee is actually the equivalent of the ankle. It was important to observe closely the leg positions so that our drawn birds would convincingly stand up with their weight balanced. Quite tricky when many birds at rest or dozing stood on one leg!

I started my sketches in an 8 x 8" hardback sketchbook using a stick of charcoal.

For the next page I switched to a black Inktense stick as the smudgy charcoal
irritated me. The avocets were stunning and so elegant.
Also was delighted to catch sight of the bearded tit in the dense reeds,
but no chance to try sketching these small elusive shy birds. 

Over the page again and now using a graphite pencil stick,
 holding it with an overhand gentle grip and broad sweeps before
adopting the traditional 'writing pen' position for more controlled fine
lines to add definition to the shapes in selected areas.

Continued with the graphite pencil stick.
The long spindly legs of so many of the wading birds are fascinating. 

Pencil.

Here I was looking at movement and in the lower right half of the page
I attempted to record various positions of a single avocet preening.

I switch medium again and try a black brush pen for the bird on the far left.
It felt a bit scratchy on the paper so changed to an Edding pen but that too
didn't flow smoothly and seemed a bit dried up.

At this point it was lunchtime and we all retired to the spacious cafeteria for hot drinks and a meal. It was only on stopping that I realised how chilly I had become while sat in one position on a little sketching stool, despite being well dressed for the overcast weather. It was enjoyable chatting and getting to know one another a bit better and to find out more about our different backgrounds and art experiences.

After lunch we moved back out and chose a different area to work in
with other bird species. We were encouraged to work with wet media
in the afternoon and I had fun loosening up by using my new black Elegant Writer pen.
It is really a fibre tip pen for calligraphy but is increasingly being used by artists
as when water is introduced to the penwork beautiful greens and pinks appear
as the pigments separate, an effect reminiscent of my much loved Quink ink.
(Thank you Sue and Kay for introducing me to these pens).

I loved these storks standing on one leg with their powerful long beaks
nestled into their long white chest feathers.

Bar-Headed geese with the Elegant Writer pen,
water was introduced with a water filled brush pen.

It was now time to move into more colour... initially I tried Inktense sticks
but for the afternoon I had decided to work in an A3 watercolour ringbound sketchbook
and the pigment caught on the texture of the paper and was reluctant to soften and dilute
smoothly even when water applied with a paintbrush.
There was only one thing to do - bring out the watercolours!

Unfortunately I didn't make a note of what this duck/goose is,
but the watercolour is a composite of several birds as they assumed the same position
while milling about right at our feet. The other little pencil drawing
was of a single duck who promptly disappeared towards the lake, not to be seen again!
As it was the vibrant splash of red on his beak which attracted me I put that in to remind me. 

Back to the stork, in watercolour this time.
A light drizzle caused little starburst speckles in the drying wash,

As my eye tuned into the smaller compact shapes of some of the ducks I decided
to try capturing their shapes purely in watercolour, no pencil drawing first. To finish
off we were encouraged to think about showing a group of birds and I returned
to the speedy pencil lines to do this, see lower left. 

What a fabulous day. We absorbed lots of information and remained focused as we tried to record our observations of the shapes and movements of a variety of birds. To close the day we gathered together back in the cafeteria. Hot drinks all round again as we discussed our experiences and then Mark quickly showed us some of his work to reinforce some of the teaching points but also to encourage us to consider different ways of working even when outdoors and working from life - collage or even monoprinting. 

Maybe you will be inspired to look more closely at the birds visiting your garden, or on a local village pond? Get the sketchbook out and give it a go. I know I will be attempting more bird drawings very soon, hopefully now with more success than in the past.

   

Sketching Frenzy in the Frost

Frosty morning. Pollarded willow branches piled high.
Sketchbook page.

From Artist in an Acre journal entry (this morning):

Bimbling around the bedroom - shower, drying hair, daydreaming. Throw back the curtains - sparkling frost! Already the weak pale light/warmth of the morning sun threatens to melt it quickly away. Thick jacket on and out I go.

In the studio I swish on a darkish background in black gesso with burnt umber, bronze yellow and a touch of white added. Opaque line work should work over the top to describe all the branches piled high on the bonfire.

Quick application of paint for dark background on pages.

Let out Somme, who snatches up his squashed basketball and heads off up the paddock at a rate of knots. I follow with sketchbook, collapsible stool and tin of Inktense sticks. Start straight into drawing with coloured linework mimicking the growth of branches and twigs. Can only use approximate colours and modify or try for 'frost' by utilizing the white. Dash in a few dark marks to hint at the depths of the pile. Side of green stick to suggest distant hedge, trees, then work heavily with white into this and over blue for sky - attempting to silhouette some branches against the sky. Using lighter colour try and cut in around base and edges of pile.

Close up detail of drawing.

Quickly assess - few more darks, think I can't say any more with this one.

Somme moves before I can note what's happening with hind legs...

Opposite page - already dark base painted on. Frost rapidly melting. Somme is stretched in the grass nearby - in white Inktense stick I attempt to describe his shape - block in negative space around. He moves. Settles again, new position. Flip over page. Dark stick on white of paper. Few lines - fairly high viewpoint as look across and down to him. He moves.

Bit better...

Suddenly acutely aware of cold. Silly, forgot to put gloves on! Pack away quickly. Somme energised by my movements - he snuffles at the sketchbook and tin on the seat of the stool. Thin tin flips off - lid flys off and - of course - tin lands open, upside down! Most sticks remain snuggled in the foam 'holder' of tin, a few fall out. Scrabble in frosted grass, now thawing, getting damp. Find all but one quarter of pale ochre. Fingers painful with cold by now. Calling the dog I pop to studio, leave equipment just inside the door. Somme put away in his run, snaffles the treats offered greedily. Up to the house to the warmth of the kitchen and ready for a cup of tea.

11 a.m. - all the frost has gone.

Somme, stool, sketchbook, Inktense sticks.
Frost almost melted... time to go in and warm up!