I’m waiting for the boys at their last swimming lesson for the term.
As usual, a freeze ray would come in handy. but in the absence of one of those (perhaps for my birthday?) here are: a goggled boy about to jump in the deep end, a Chinese dad with his gleeful baby in the pool and two kids with very different body types.
Oh the irony. I am sitting 1.5 metres from the bombing zone at the pool doing drybrush :-)
With quite a bit of wet.
There’s a drybrush guy from a James Bond film doing laps. I’m not showing him my drawing in case he feeds me to some sharks.
There are a couple of drybrush mums and a few drybrush kids.
Live from poolside, more inky sketches, more doggy doodles.
Ran out of Noodlers ink (now I’m not even trying to rhyme) at the pool and switched to Chinese ink (thanks Bella) which is interacting in an interesting way with a wet background.
Featured beasts include Candice and Bronson from Rowville and an assortment of holidaying children from Mordialloc.
More swimming lessons
More doodling. The parents move about a bit less than the swimmers…
And little boys’ hair sticks up after a swimming lesson.
