Just returned from a wonderful time at the 7th annual Urban Sketchers symposium in Manchester, England. Thank you to Simone Ridyard and the rest of the symposium committee for making this event come together. I taught a workshop called “Puzzling Out The Picture,” about picture making and dimension on location. I could not have asked for a more amazing place to teach this than the Castlefield section of the city, the first Urban Heritage Park in Britain.
Castlefield fueled the Industrial Revolution through a system of canals, tunnels, and railway viaducts. AÂ maze of industrial architecture, it’s like an 18th century cathedral village, constructedÂ of brick, stone and steel. Many technological advances were pioneered here, in the pursuit of industrial power through coal. And it is unbelievable to draw.Â I found myself reaching for new ways to depictÂ the sheer enormity and infinity of space in front of me. Some of my drawings and collages are below.
I can’t wait to return to this most unbelievableÂ area.
The splitting of the canal into two sections at the warehouse area, like a tuning fork, allowed more boatsÂ in and out, doubling productivity. Necessity is the mother of invention.
I thought of all the goods coming in and out, and of how the canals were like the arteries of the city, and, by extension, the Industrial Revolution. And then I simply went for the big shapes, below, that felt more like steel. The whole place feelsÂ like a fortress.
The interesting thing about the way it’s designed is how it grew by attrition. Train tracks criss-cross over bridges, which criss-cross over canals. Under the bridges there are large supports and columns made of steel that seem to go on forever into infinity. It was like looking at a cubist painting right in front of my eyes. Amazing.
I couldn’t get over the richness of the colors and textures, or the majestic feeling of the train trestle.
The symbols cut out of the various bridges and overpasses made the place feel almost religious. I guess to the many laborers who gave their sweatÂ here, contributing to the growth of the modern world, it was a sacred space. I’m glad it was designated a national urban heritage park in the eighties.
Â I could keep going posting my pictures, but I’ll stop (almost) here. I simplyÂ could not stop drawingÂ this place.
On the last afternoon of the symposium, I stole another few hoursÂ back in Castlefield to makeÂ someÂ drawings in ink. While thereÂ I was joined by Urban Sketchers Lapin and Gerard Michel, along with a group of their friends. Â I left them drawing along the canal to head back to the closing symposium party, and Lapin teased me for stopping to make just a few more thumbnails as I walked. I couldn’t help it, Castlefield is soÂ incredible.
So another year’s USK symposium is complete. Always wonderful to shareÂ these places and experiences with my workshop participants and fellow artists.
Next year’s symposium is in Chicago – can’t wait!