The Glenlivet – A sketch

Here’s another picture that I drew in Tassie. I was sitting by the fire at Hells Gates (interesting thought…) and the first drawable object I noticed was the bottle of Scotch in front of me. A bottle of 12 year old Glenlivet. This has to be one of my favorite scotch whiskeys alongside Dimple.

About The Glenlivet 12

Colour: Bright and lively gold.

Nose: Exquisite delicacy of summer-like fragrances, with playful interlacing of floral and fruity aromas. A sensuous touch of exotic fruit, notably pineapple. It opens in time on creamier and richer notes of stewed greengages and ripe apricots. Oak tenderly enhances that enticing bouquet with more vanilla and nutty notes and an echo of toasted oats.

Palate: Honeyed floral notessahine through. A silky feel, flowing on the tongue. Smooth and sweet fruit notes of white peaches and pears poached in vanilla syrup.

Finish: Marzipan and fresh hazelnuts followed by a gentle spiciness of grated ginger.

Drawing Game – U is for….

I previously rattled on about creativity and how we seem to loose it. When Richard and I went over to Tasmania, we had a good few hours on the spirit to pass by. One of the things we did was play a drawing game. Now Rich actually has a good hand for drawing. I’m not so gifted!

One of us mentioned a letter, the other came up with a word, we both drew a picture. U for Underwear was the best picture out of my collection of pictures followed by S for Snake and D for Dinosaur.

Rich had a good laugh at my ‘conservative’ christian interpretation of underwear.

Even with my very bad drawing skills, I had a great time scrawling pictures though my sketch book. Follow my drawing adventure as I re-discover my childhood creativity.

Where did the creativity go?

I’m not a very good drawer but it’s something that I’ve always enjoyed.¬† I’ve always found it interesting that when we’re young, drawing¬† is such large part of our creative expression.

As we grow up, we seem to loose that creativity and imagination. We start to limit our minds to what we’re taught is possible. I’m only 22 years old and I’ve discovered how much creativity and spontaneity I’ve lost over the last 4 years or so. Working in high level I.T. forced me to mature quickly and drop those ‘childish’ ambitions, thoughts and dreams.

Time to get those creative thoughts flowing again. Growing up shouldn’t be about loosing our youthfulness, creativity and imagination.

So my drawing journey begins. I look forward to humoring you with my drawing adventures! I’ll post a few drawings from my Tasmania trip tomorrow.

Jan 18 2010 update: I can’t find my sketch pad, I think it’s in the other car that I lent to a mate.

Jan 23 2010 update: I have found the sketch pad. It WAS in the other car.