London is so beautiful. No, it really is. You see I never quite took advantage of all the things London has to offer before I packed up and moved to University in the North, so now, whenever I get the chance to, I spend my days walking from place to place (with some gnarly blisters upon my feet) and simply enjoying all my city has to offer.
Today I headed to and old favourite, The National Portrait Gallery. As a portrait illustrator myself, The National Portrait Gallery has almost become a haven for me, during my GCSE years many moons ago, I spent hours sitting cross legged in the contemporary wing armed with a chocolate stained sketchbook and some graphite, furiously sketching swirling patterns across the pages in a bid to emulate the work of the great Maggi Hambling.
It was lovely to return much older and with a much more presentable sketchbook. I spent a few hours oooh-ing and ahhh-ing at the BP Portrait Awards, which is free to the public if you're in the Leicester Square area!
It wouldn't have been a trip to the National Portrait gallery without buying an array of decorative postcards and a new sketchbook would it? :)
I hope you all have a wonderful weekend and enjoy the beautiful weather, my ankle swelled to the size of a balloon shortly after these photos were taken. Note to self: Stop running for buses Sade!