On Sunday l shall be taking my usual trip to the resting place of my dear friend Charlotte. It’s been six short years since she took the decision to place a full stop after her life, and a damn long trudge for those she left behind. Many of you reading this will know that, since […]
I have such clarity of memory, as a teenager playing my vinyl records on an old Grundig mono record player, my punk and new wave sounds blasting from a speaker grimly hanging on for dear life, and my father asking me what that ‘loony music’ was I was listening to. Loony music. There was a […]
An art teacher once told me my art work lacked emotion.I was only young.And, on top of that, the teacher added, my creative endeavours were unlikely to amount to much.I’ll never forget those words. Once upon a time, they disarmed me, then they came to motivate me.In recent years I rarely think of them.Last week, […]
A common question I am asked is about technique. A few times in the past I have posted break downs on how pieces were drawn, explaining what materials were used. This drawing, from 2017, began life as a piece of black Strathmore paper. I knew there would be a degree of negative space in the […]
When one tells one they cannot, they won’t. When one tells one they can, they could. When one does, whether they think they can or cannot They no longer remain. Static. They move forward. And, one must move forward in order to live. Otherwise, what is the point.
I’m asked quite frequently to explain some of the techniques I use whilst scribbling pics. It’s very lovely that anyone would wish to know, and I try my best to give a few tips, but I’m not the best at explaining such things. I’ll try my very best not to bore you, and should such […]
After a rather mad weekend, as one of my drawings attracted over six million views, and many generous comments came my way, I realised I had been very inconsistent with my posts on this website. I must apologise for this. In my defence, my life has been, like most others, very hectic. However, I will […]
Bright lights. No sleep A shout, a scream, then moving on To another bar where more Money is spent New York- Just left an apartment I’d never have thought I’d ever be Tequila tipsy and jet lagged And leaden Now sat heavy on sidewalk seating As wooden as I ‘Do you like the night?’ She […]