Big Day Out

Yesterday I did a rather random thing – I sat in the Metro pop-up tent and drew people who wanted to be drawn. Not all of them – I wasn’t as fast as I thought I might be.

I sketched about 60 people, and they were quite pleased with the results, although none of them thought it looked exactly like them. One man (Iggy) even complained – ‘You’ve made me look old!’

Perhaps it was more of an exercise for me rather than them – a getting my eye in exercise. I also opted to take their photos rather than drawing them from life, because I thought I wouldn’t feel quite so cringey and self-conscious.

My payment for my hard labour was a chance to see Arcade Fire, but I was almost too worn out to last the distance. But I did, thanks to my little lunch boxes of roasted almonds and left-over pizza. And I’m glad I did – they were wonderful, and I was particularly taken by Régine Chassagne, the curly haired, silver frocked multi instrumentalist. She did great fancy dancing and marimba playing, and even shook ribbons around as she danced.