Wednesday, 9 December 2009

flash of red

Having the house to myself for a few days I have taken over the dining table and started creating. This is one of the results, though not the greatest photograph. One day i'll manage to get the scanner to hook up to this computer again. I'm still not entirely sure if it is cute or confrontational with the robin using the panda against the other male robin!?

Tuesday, 8 December 2009


For the last few days I have had a bit of a flu and each night a throbbing headache sets in, but it didn't stop this strangely proportioned bird from being detailed in my mind. Then when I woke up this morning he was still there at the front of my mind ready to be put to paper.

So the paper was wrong for what I ended up doing and the details might not be bang on the vision but he's looking quite happy with himself and thats what really matters.

Monday, 7 December 2009

Beary nice

Ever since Leeloo's exhibition 'Once Upon' I have been resorting to nursery rhymes and fairy tales to fill the spaces when I can't think of anything else to draw. And it's working for me, great characters, stories and hidden messages. Though I have ground to a halt on this one while I try to think up what to write on the ribbon. Any suggestions?

There was a little girl

I've been meaning to do a reflected work for a while, and while scouring my brain space for some inspiration I came across the little girl who when she was good she was very very good. but when she was bad she was horrid. The perfect nursery rhyme to illustrate around.

Sunday, 6 December 2009

another canvas

Following on from my canvas a few weeks ago I painted up some more with the brightest colours I could find in the milk crate of doom, let them dry and promptly stacked them on a shelf. Then just a few days ago I found both my sharpies and the canvas's at the same time and here is the result.

I don't always title work apart from when I'm trying to describe it, but I've got a series planned for this one so lets call it 'I'll just wait here'.

Pigeon post

It really is a shame that pigeons were swept by the wayside as a form of message sending with the advent of reliable telephones, internet and postal service. I can't imagine anything more exciting that having a cooing pigeon sitting on my mailbox each morning with a bundle of letters for me.

Performers wanted for CLICK TEASE - an original work

In brief:

In the privacy of your home, a new voice is unleashed. It’s spoken by your Facebook identity, your online dating profile, your twittering self. For your avatar, the world is a seductive playground. For you at home, it’s a sandpit smelling of wee. What happens when virtual and real intersect?

To find out more head over to pseudonym to fool him

Wednesday, 2 December 2009

The Ineffable James Garfield

The Ineffable James Garfield has been totally inspired by the Bloggess' coliary posts (It's like losing James Garfield all over again and For the love of James Garfield) following her triumphant purchase of James Garfield and all his awesomeness.