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Keeping Up With The Curés - The Holiday Special

(by Róisín Curé in Galway) Christmas is over and the new year has begun. I breathe a sigh of relief every year at this time. To me, Christmas means preparing extensively for the arrival of my extended family, eating too much rich food and spending far too much money, and while it's a lovely time once you're in the swing of it, it can feel somewhat daunting in anticipation.
Luckily it's also a time to draw colourful decorations. I love an excuse to turn up the volume on colour. The paper I use (Fabriano Venezia) is great for taking a few layers of colour and letting them pop.

I made this sketch on Christmas Day and I was full of confidence, but I'm afraid I'd had a glass or several with my meal and my sketching ability was not equal to my confidence. Everything ended up far too large and I missed out on half the nice things I wanted to include. Beer glasses?

We were on our own (just the five of us) for the first time in many years, and although this was something I'd always feared, it turned out to be blissful in a way I find hard to describe. I spent the morning baking for sheer enjoyment - mince pies in puff pastry, vanillekipferl, bread. My Austrian relatives were very kind about my attempts at baking Austrian-style via photos on whatsapp, but the only way is up! Besides, they were delicious, despite not looking very professional.

 

Next day everyone was taking it easy. I'm an early riser most of the time so I decided to indulge and make this sketch...I suppose I had a soldier theme going on! Very camp soldiers who would not be out of place on the stage!

A few days later we made our annual pilgrimage to see Mother-in-law in Kent, in the UK. I adore this woman, and the few days we spend there every year are the highlight of my year, and have been for nearly twenty years. From the first time she greeted me with a hug and a huge smile - I had only been going out with her son a mere five weeks - and promptly made me a prawn and avocado sandwich and a cup of tea, she won my heart. Since that first visit, through engagement, marriage, babies and now teenagers, she has been a font of humour and generosity. She is an elderly lady now and frail, and finds the annual New Year stampede that is the descent of her grandchildren exhausting. But she insists she wouldn't have it any other way, and our children simply adore her.

I hate flying. I get collywobbles looking out the window, and so my husband says I do not deserve a window seat. This time, however, I ended up with one. My husband was in the seat in front of me and said he didn't think I would appreciate my window seat. I looked out of the window and immediately felt the usual terror. I wondered if sketching would take my mind off things - the possibility of crashing to the ground, the usual - but being Aer Lingus, drawing the seat in front of me was not going to be very rewarding, due to being all navy, rather than the bright yellow and navy of Ryanair. The only option was to draw what I could see out the window.

It worked! I focused on getting the colours right, the cloud shapes and the shadows, rather than imminent death. I showed the husband the sketch after we landed. "See? I was appreciating the view!" I said. Little did he realise that the converse was the case - I hadn't even been aware of it as I sketched.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are cruising at 420 miles per hour, at 15,000 feet," said the co-pilot. "Heathrow is below us on our left." So now I know where I was when I made the sketch...sort of.

In Britain, I took every chance I could to carry on sketching. My daughter had her hair cut, and I always like drawing in a hair-cutting outfit. However, unlike barbers I've sketched, Rachel the hairdresser was a bit too hard to pin down. Too unpredictable! I was left with an aborted sketch - something I hate in a pretty sketchbook.
Help was at hand in the form of a Japanese print in the lovely B&B where my husband and I were staying. I changed the colours a very tiny bit to harmonise with those in the sketch of Olivia, my daughter.

Next day was New Year's Day. I drew my dear mother-in-law Erika, followed by a sketch of my older daughter Honor. My girl looked very beautiful in her harem pants and scarf - all things sub-continent are what she's into at the moment - so I drew her. You can't tell from the sketch that her hair is a mass of dreadlocks under that scarf. My Austrian mother-in-law is unimpressed. "Worms!" she says. "You have a tangle of worms instead of hair on your head!"

Neither of these sketches looks exactly like their subjects, but I have decided to just sketch in ink and accept whatever happens. I do find that if you just plough on as if everything is going to turn out fine, it does tend to be better than if you get all panicked. So I ignored the stray ink lines, the false starts, the lines I seemed to insist on putting in the wrong place.

Continuing in the theme of drawing my loved ones badly - or should that be inaccurately - here are my husband Marcel and his mum enjoying a quiet moment after dinner. Regardless of how "right" the drawing is, I am so happy to have it.

The day we were to leave for Ireland, our boy Paddy broke his Omama's chair. A leg snapped. My mother-in-law insists it was making cracking noises anyway, and doesn't want Paddy to feel bad. I decided to draw it before we left, as we would never see it again, and it has been mother-in-law's favourite chair for years.

Back home, and the cake Paddy made at school is still in evidence. I drew it intact - how could you not? - and when it was open, to show the cake itself. I am very happy to have made the sketch. 

Now it's time to get back to the business of everyday life. 

Until the next subject calls out be sketched...

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