Memories of a teenage goth

I’ve been pretty quiet on here of late, mainly because I’m working away on one massive comics project that will be another several months before it’s ready to share. I do sometimes post work in progress over at Instagram though, so anyone who follows me there may already know that I’m deeply immersed in myContinue reading “Memories of a teenage goth”

Crows flying over the island. In vibrant technicolour.

All things colour are killing me at the moment. This looks much more muted in real life, but on my monitor right now, it’s looking almost garish. Oh well, I’m just trying to concentrate on those birds, and whether they distract too much from the landscape – which I’m still perfectly happy with… IN REALContinue reading “Crows flying over the island. In vibrant technicolour.”

Meeting Gudrun and the women who wear her clothes

Yesterday, I had the very singular experience of sitting in the London Gudrun Sjödén shop, sketching away while customers came to greet Gudrun herself, who was in town for a flying visit. As I listened to the women who queued up to speak to Gudrun, and as I chatted to her in between times, itContinue reading “Meeting Gudrun and the women who wear her clothes”

The Perfect Storm

Remember that film where George Clooney grabs an unexpected eBay bargain, finds a sketchbook with unusual dimensions, and follows an Instagram account that suddenly gives him an idea for an art project? It’s called ‘The Perfect Storm’. Oh, wait. That wasn’t a film, it was real life. And it wasn’t George Clooney, it was me.Continue reading “The Perfect Storm”