We all think the London Olympics were a triumph, and getting swept along on a wave of feel good olympic euphoria I went with my two grown-up kids to a once-in-a-lifetime morning session in the Olympic Stadium for some paralympic awesomeness.
As soon as you exited Stratford station the smiles and waving foam finger pointing began, and you couldn’t help but have a huge grin on your face by the time you got your morning coffee and blt sarnie. The xray security checkpoint guys were a little curious about my tin of watercolours though.

Once in the stadium, I made a pencil drawing of what I saw in front of me…but really only intended to scribble down a few lines, just enough so that when I put some colour on it later, I could suggest the excitement of just being there. I hope that comes across.

 

There is so much colour everywhere, this group of athletes, officials and camerapersons at the long jump add to the overall feeling of animation and vibrance in the stadium…
even in the shade of the funky spotlights…

Below is a photo of the velodrome looming like some huge, sleek vessel or craft of somekind.

I’d set out thinking I might do several drawings around the park, but it was just too hot with not much seating available in the shade. That isn’t to say the whole day wasn’t brilliant, it truly was.