The Alchemists Table.

As mid morning rolled around and the weather seemed to set itself for a pleasant day I strolled up to the guild tent. The guilds had obviously spent time rearranging themselves and I found I was able to step into the alchemists guild with ease and without the feeling I was intruding. To the left side of the alchemists guild area was a table filled with potions, bottles, bells and a mortar and pestle amongst other things.

I settled into my chair to sketch an area of the table. It became a challenge of composition, forms and a balance of symmetry. It seemed the alchemists had found a game just for me to play at the fayre and I appreciated it.