Scribble wibbles

I've started to pick up pencils, paints and pastels after a good few years. Its great to be able to play again, I think it was always the experimenting part of art college I always enjoyed more then the finished product. I think  that feeling never left. I have been playing with quick sketches and having fun doing so, this one below was the view from the 16 bus flying along Dorset street on a drizzly but not too wet evening.

That reminds me of a conversation I had with some Australian friends during the summer, on seeing the drizzle outside the Aussies said "aw its raining" to which all the Irish people in the room said that's not rain. This totally befuddled them all how can rain not be rain! anyway I'm rambling. rambling not sketching, sketching good rambling bad so goodbye.