Here are some of my – admittedly – older drawings of which only a few are left. I was still at school when I drew them. During the last thirty-something years, I haven’t been drawing much but have been sewing patchwork instead. But drawing was how it all started.
Until about two years ago, I have been working as a lawyer’s secretary. I had wanted to become a cabinetmaker in the first place, but way back then it was hardly possible for girls. Believe it or not, most times it was just because of the lack of ladies’ toilets (that’s German bureaucracy for you). Back in school I loved art class and I also have been drawing much in my spare time. At the beginning of the 1980s drawing was gradually replaced by sewing.
On the beach
A couple of years ago I published a series of art from my family on a now closed blog of mine. I will re-introduce the entries on this blog, starting with the oldest works of art.
Drawings by my great-grandfather
My great-grandfather on my father’s side, who was a cartwright, was born 1865 and died 1936. Apart from his name, that’s about all I know about him.
A couple of years ago I was given an old sketchbook of his. I don’t know exactly how old this might be but a rough estimate is at least 100 years. On each left side is a printed drawing that had to be copied.
Label from album title page
In the back yard
The old man wasn’t too bad, was he? Seems his love of detail passed on to me.