Uphilldowndale

Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

High and Dry

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When I walked east along the path from East Prawle, Mrs Ogg walked west, this is what she found.

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As you can see Mrs Ogg has a sharp wit, and a keen eye for the absurd, she also has a fledgling new blog for her beautiful art, Spud  the dog is there already

I’m hoping she is going to post one of her life drawings, that she made when we attended a couple of life-drawing classes whilst we were away.  Mrs Ogg coaxed and cajoled me into going, there may have been wine involved in the negotiation: you see I’d never tried my hand at life drawing before, and I’ll admit to being a little uneasy about it all, not the nudity* you understand, I can handle that, so long as it isn’t mine!  No I was more concerned about displaying my own embryotic drawing skills in front of the other attendees, that idea made me feel very exposed indeed.

I could have turned on my sandaled heels and fled when we  first arrived, a little late (as Mrs Ogg and I have no concept of time or tide when we are immersed in the delights of Devon) and the matriarchal  class organiser announced as I peered from behind  Mrs Ogg’s shoulder ‘Right ladies, you’re new here aren’t you? Right, we’ll have a few quickies first  and would you like a donkey?’ .

I really enjoyed myself and any worries I may have had about doing a half decent job of drawing  of what I thought might be ‘the most challenging parts’ of the anatomy were nothing but a smudge of charcoal by the time I’d tried to master the nose, hands and feet of the models! I may have to find another class, and Joe and Mr Uphilldowndale could make me a donkey of my very own.

* Mrs Ogg told me later, that even by life-class standards, the male model was something of an exhibitionist, which was reassuring to know, I did think the stretchy exercise he did were a little over the top!.

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Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

5 thoughts on “High and Dry

  1. What a wonderful, and surreal, picture!
    I’ve just been over to Mrs Ogg’s blog and commented. xx

  2. A photo would have been interesting. You seem to have had a really good holiday.

  3. I am smiling that there was wine involved in the negotiations. Way to go, Mrs. Uhdh!

  4. I’ve posted a few life drawing sketches on my blog…it’s good to have your suggestions for what to post next Mrs Uhdd!

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