art diary

A tribute to The Fall and the genius of Mark E. Smith. Not much I can really add to that!

The sequel to “Another Fine Soul Lost To Parenthood”.

Kicking things off with the new sketchbook! And what a time to do so... Coronavirus is rampant everywhere it seems, however big or small. If self-isolation (even for just a bit, wherever you are) is the way to combat this then I suggest making the most of this time. *Captain Obvious groove*

Something simpler (on the surface at least).

Island mentality.

Visual jamming, nothing new here! Also, hello February.

Onwards to closure.

Day of the Dead vibes all around here!

Aaaaaaaaaand, September is here. Let's make this autumn a creative one...

Aliens seeking company and respite...

Midnight madness/fun with artwork titles...

Kicking art blocks where it hurts, one step at a time.

Saw this missing cat poster whilse out running errands the other day which started off with the sentence "Answers to Esme", and those words have been circling around in my head ever since. Naturally, the end product here had little to do with the finished artwork!

A couple of beers, thoughts in my head about lockdown easing and Radiohead lingering in the background while I work = stuff like this.

Pink aliens in lieu of pink elephants here.

Rumblings and ramblings.

New sketchbook time! Onwards to new doodling-flavoured adventures... Keeping it simple to start things off (as is custom).

And that finishes things off with my current sketchbook! Here's to what the next one brings :)

Keeping one's head above the water in times of crisis...

More toffee tinted, if anything.

Meal time for the jellyfish.

Definitely in need of an escape, methinks.

Romantic birds and their narwhal pals.

Surreal folks in surreal worlds.

Cats, space, and the usuals.

Dump those dirty oranges, if you know what I mean (and I'm sure most of you do)...

Living in the moment...

Another episode of narwhal fever.

The race heats up!

Never dumb down for the dumbed down folks.