I recently went back to do an event at Salford Museum and Art Gallery where my illustration exhibition Llamas in Pyjamas is still showing (until Nov 6th).
By coincidence I met Amy Goodwin, the Curator, on the platform at Manchester, so we continued our journey together. At least that's what we thought we were doing. Instead we became prisoners!
The lights went off. A student next to me began to cry. The internal tannoy told us the doors were malfunctioning (tell us something we don't know...), then asked us to leave the train. The doors remained closed. We sweltered, elbows in kidneys, armpits way too close.
Eventually, the driver's door was opened manually and the train's entire contents slowly filed down the its length. Amy and I were of course at the wrong end...
Thank goodness I had left early and was still in time for the talk I was giving at 10am. I've done various children's events linked to the show, but nothing for the adult audience so far, so was looking forward to it.
As it happens, half my audience arrived late: bizarrely, it was a morning of unconnected transport chaos all over the region. Ah well. Once we got going it went really well, with everyone really interested, asking loads of good questions.
The day was seriously glorious, so we picnicked outside on the gallery at lunchtime, amongst the beautifully autumnal trees.
The afternoon was then given over to SketchCrawling. I decided to introduce the idea to Salford. When I'd planned the day, I expected us to be inside, drawing around the museum, but we couldn't have wanted a better day for drawing outside:
It was so hot, we sometimes found ourselves cuddling up into pockets of shade - at this time of year! The wonderful light which brought out the colours and created great, hard shadows. Both the museum and the university opposite were fabulous, old buildings:
We said goodbye to him after a bit and walked down into the adjacent park for the final drawing stop of the day.
The park ran alongside a river and in the photo above I am sketching the image below:
An hour later, we were on our way back to the gallery when the lad from earlier came up and gave me his drawing - he had finished it off:
We sat on the grass again to share our sketchbooks.
I didn't get to join the chat much, as I was photographing all the books, so we could put other people's sketches up for show. I have put them and more photos in the gallery (apart from Manjeet's sketch above, all those here are mine).
A big thanks to everyone who came along. If you missed the gallery talk but would like to see the exhibition before it closes, you have just a few weeks.
Email me if you want to take part in any of our future SketchCrawls.