This is a picture I’ve done for a brief, just as practise really. It was for a poem which described the trouble the poet had as a child with numbers, something I could well relate to. Actually I still have trouble with numbers. I can’t print the poem, sadly. Again, I’ve gone for the childish style, because it seemed appropriate to the subject matter.
Channeling my inner child with this one:
Well, ‘gems’ might be pushing it a bit… My sketchbooks are usually a mixture of doodles and written notes. I make lots of lists, such as ‘Euphamisms and Local words’, and ‘Reproductive Rhyming Compunds’, or ‘Imaginary English Place Names’ and ‘British Dinosaurs’ (I’m cross with dinosaurs at the moment after they gave me a nightmare two nights ago).
In between my lists and scribbles you can find the following:
I often prefer the really fast doodles I do in my sketchbooks to anything it takes me hours and hours to do. Admittedly I’m not convinced anyone else gets my sense of humour, but it keeps me entertained. Here are some of the things I do in between my more *serious* works…
Wow, it’s been SO long since my last post! Bit of a mad summer… And a sad summer. A lot of travelling about, a funeral, a music festival… So I didn’t manage to get a lot of work done, apart from sketchbook stuff, which I tend not to post, although maybe I should do a sketchbook post soon for variety’s sake. I have found time to do a cartoon; this is it:
Extra marks to anyone who gets the occasional musical references in my titles.
This is quite a big picture…. two A2 sheets side by side and stuck together. I finished it a little while ago but have had other stuff going on. It was inspired by walking in Richmond Park. As I was walking around, I noticed how all the trees looked like they were shouting at the sky. It reminded me of a quote from Edvard Munch:
“I was walking along a path with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.”
At the moment, I am thinking of someone I love who is going through a hard time, but that has nothing to do with these trees or this picture!
Come to my show! Having a kind of an opening thing from 18:00 on July 3rd, any time after 18:00. Come and have a drink!
Posted in Illustration, Out and Aboout
Tagged Animals, Apocalypse, Art, Cartoon, city, Dinosaurs, Disaster, Distopia, Illustration, Psychadellic, Seafaring, Woods
A lot of my drawings have been a bit… intense lately. So it’s time for some light relief. When I was walking the other day I imagined this fellow- let’s call him Lance. He is stuck out in the desert with only his horse for company, and a bunch of beeves, but they don’t really count (that’s cowboy for cows, for anyone who hasn’t read Larry McMurtry). Yet he aspires to a modern existence…
I’ve taken part in this project, illustrating 100 years in the life of Alex- 1963 – 2003. Its all in French, and I have to report that google translate makes a crazy nonsense of it, which is fun but not very illuminating.
This here is my entry:
Translated it reads:
After a year exploring the psychosphere in the company of her doppelganger, Alex returned to the world to find that the A.I.L had been busy…
It kind of makes sense in context! You have to read the rest of the blog to get the story so far…