(Black biro on a 125mm x 75mm notecard) He'll be fine as long as he keeps talking. Luckily for him, he can arse-on about that crap forever and so just keep out of reach of the bollocks monsters.
(HB pencil on a 87mm x 139mm postcard) Every leap year day, the residents of toon world go batshit crazy and indulge themselves, because it's the only day when they can really get hurt.
Tribal Hillary - I find her face fascinating and never the same from one time to the next. Sort of like every wrinkle and line telling us what she has been up to on any given day. I see a lot of fighting spirit in her, which inspired this portrait.
(black biro on 74mm x 97mm memo paper) If that was being advertised in London, it would probably go for half a million and be split up into flats (apartments).
(fineliner pen on the back of a 55mm x 85mm business card) I accidently shredded this piece. It was a nice little drawing on the back of a business card, so it was annoying to lose it.
(black biro on 74mm x 105mm card) When there were more pubs, you'd see many a wandering drunk around the streets at chucking out time. Zombie-like beings with only a strange homing-pigeon instinct left as intelligence.
Bert Hemsworth came across the pond to earn his doctoral degree in botany. Scholars Court immediately felt like home when he settled in apartment 2A 28 years ago. He's still working on his dissertation. But he'll be finishing any day.
"The guy in 4 C? No one sees him much. I think his name is Sheldon but ain't nobody knows his last name. Carrie...in 5C, says he's a telemarketer er sumthin' like that. He just stays in there all the time. Makes his calls and watches that t.v. Late into t
The aspiring writer Wilkie Simmons came to Scholars Court 5 years back to finish his debut novel. Rarely seen in society, he works day and night hole up in apartment 6B. What sounds like talking to himself, he assures the concerned neighbor (somewhat jump
