Me and the wife. She says it's accurate. See this also.Pen and watercolour on Moleskine notebook 13cm x 21cm
Me and the wife. She says it's accurate. See this also.
September 2000, friends and relations having tea after my mother's funeral. That's my brother in the foreground, somewhat dazed. I cope with pain by drawing, always have done. Now my aged uncle is very poorly in hospital, so I may need my pen once more.
I'm reading The Haiku Handbook and find it's stimulating my drawing buds. These are initial thoughts for a large scale work.
Inspired by the work of blu, I made this quick sketch to remind myself to do some experiments using photos of buildings. The idea is to paint "murals" on the photos rather than on the actual buildings...this saves loads of time and money. Just received a shipment of Shiva casein paint from USA and couldn't wait to try out a bit of that yellow.
A greedy noodle guzzler slurping the excellent miso ramen at Ikkyu in London.
I drew this to pass the time during a tedious car journey from Boscastle to Exeter. We got off to a bad start, suffering a puncture even before leaving the village. Dressed in suits and despite the torrential rain we struggled to change the wheel.
People hanging around chatting in a friend's kitchen, Scotland. I guess the 2 crazy eyed cartoon figures must be me, viewing the scene.
I painted this piece today to experiment with gouache on Arches paper, a rougher surface than I'd normally use. I applied a wash of watercolour first to see if that would reduce the paper's absorbency. As for the imagery; well, it just turned out like that. It's a present for my friend Marcus.
Study for a print based on the portrait of Doge Leonardo Loredan by Bellini in the National Gallery, London. From a 1987 home made sketchbook. I never did complete the print.
I drew these people today in my local cafe. A bit tentative because I didn't want them to notice me. I pretended to be reading my book and drinking coffee. The man had very thick lenses and was a nice chap, talking loudly about his travels to international bowls championships. The elderly lady said she was now a great-grandmother.
I'm reading "Malignant Sadness" by Lewis Wolpert (he of the saying: "It is not birth, marriage or death which is the most important time in your life, but gastrulation.") His book is an attempt to understand depression and put me in mind of a drawing I made to illustrate Churchill's "Black Dog".
A 50 foot tall sculpture....that moves....and makes noises...and eats small dogs.




"All Men Die" is one of my old Micro Poems ( a poem of three, 3-letter words, forming a 9 letter grid). My son was learning plasma cutting, so I sketched this simple design which he cut out of 5mm steel plate.
Mass extinction is underway, so I'm doing my bit for biodiversity by creating new species whenever I get a free moment. I came up with this creature called the Oztrix, so called because of its distinctive mating call of "How's tricks?" It's descended from a group of Thanksgiving Turkeys who escaped from Illustration Friday Island.

