Listening through drawing…
I’d said yes to sketching at last year’s Wordstock for the chance to draw in the beautiful Conway Hall Library.
This year, I said yes because of – well – Wordstock. It’s a welcoming afternoon of conversation, writing and sharing around words. To draw it, I have to be quick and because I annotate my sketches, to listen intently.
My sketching being rooted in my design practice, I think beyond the drawing itself to what I’m drawing on, in and with. Last year, I responded to the library by making bookmark-format sketchbooks and to respect the rules of a library, I drew only in pencil.
This year, I had booked for the launch beforehand of John Simmons’ poem Berliners, published in pamphlet format, with readings from the Dark Angels collection of poetry And So We Grow. So pamphlets were my starting point: for Berliners, unfolding to Berliner newspaper format and a pamphlet the size of a seed packet for the readings from And So We Grow.
I had added the Bloomsbury Festival theme “Human.Kind” to my pamphlet formats for Wordstock. For Fiona Thompson’s workshop on storytelling for charity appeals, I made an unfolding seed packet sized pamphlet, a pamphlet sewn with gardening twine (and there was the raptor challenge – a speedy flipchart-sized bird sketch for Fiona’s prompt). For 26’s Neurodiversity Project, I chose shades and textures of white, hand stitched quietly in white. For the paired call-and-response of 26 Connections I made a pair of facing pamphlets bound into one cover and drew on pairs of pages simultaneously. And for arrivals, introductions and the collective writings of the day I had made an ambitious series of pamphlets machine-stitched into a concertina – which I very nearly filled…
Sketching in pencil again, as I listened I looked at how others listened, at huddles of collective writing and at the variously still and expansive ways in which writers did their readings, to note down the character, and characters, of the day.
In the generous spirit of the festival, I encouraged anyone who wanted one of the pamphlet sketchbooks to take it away. Some walked into the evening with a handful of drawings; I wandered out with a head full of words.