
Lightning sketches from an engagement party, Normanton Market and a lightning-struck birch tree by the car park at the Seed Room, Overton. You can see the split running the full length of the trunk of one of these trees.




Richard Bell's nature sketchbook since 1998

Lightning sketches from an engagement party, Normanton Market and a lightning-struck birch tree by the car park at the Seed Room, Overton. You can see the split running the full length of the trunk of one of these trees.












Page layouts for my Summer eBook using a three-column grid in InDesign.

Delivered today, my summer sketchbooks, and I’ve gone for five A5 landscape Pink Pigs. I’ve been working in 8-inch square and A5 portrait sketchbooks but I for me a landscape format works better for natural history, as you’re always in a landscape of some sort. My A6 landscape travel sketchbook can seem a bit cramped and A4 landscape can seem a bit too much to fill in one session but A5 landscape is right there in the ‘Goldilocks Zone’. Not too intimidating to aim at one page of natural history a day.

I’ve just read Marcos Mateu-Mestre’s tale of medieval mercenaries, ‘Trail of Steel’, so I’ve tried to put a bit of his swashbuckling mayhem into my drawings of a sofa, a cruet and various piles of books and CDs.



I’ve been doing so many birthday cards recently that I’ve run out of De Atramentis black so I’ve moved on to the brown.

At the Coffee Stop again, which is newly extended with some stylish hand-painted graphics and decorations.

Our lunch stop was the Ego Mediterranean, our first visit since before the pandemic and our first during the subsequent event, a pointless war in Europe.


A rainy morning in Birstall and my Falcon Housewares enamel jug.









Recent sketches from my Hahnemühle D&S (Draft & Sketch) 125x90mm pocket sketchbook.

After so much drawing on the iPad, it’s a good feeling to go back to pen on paper in my pocket-sized sketchbook.

Recent sketches from my 125×90 mm Hahnemühle D&S sketchbook. Tones added in Photoshop.

You wouldn’t guess that it was midsummer from the way people are dressed in waterproofs, parkas and high vis jackets this afternoon on the windswept precinct behind the town hall in Ossett.
Figures drawn as I waited in the hairdressers. Watercolour added later from memory, but for most of the people I could remember that as the colour seemed as if it was a part of the character, as much as the way they walked.
