doodl

Time and space adventurings.

Breaking into July the way I know best.

Much ado about the bullshit of relationships.

A more unusual interpretation of the mermay theme some of us are fond of. Also, new sketchbook time is fast approaching!

A tribute to suitcase synthesisers.

*hisses*

Goodbye to one month, and hello to all manner of April foolery.

Enlightenment works in mysterious ways.

The title for this one was inspired by a remark the DJ Marc Riley made on his BBC 6 Music show earlier in the week. Couldn’t resist getting inspired! As we self-isolate and/or minimise going out unless we feel the absolute need to, as Freddie of the Mercury once sang, “radio, someone still loves you ❤️”

Tonight’s tangent lead to this.

May any aliens watching us worthy folks take us somewhere not so disease-riddled.

...versus what? Who knows.

Wednesday wind-down time! Took a wander to my local coffee shop and came back with this. A job well done I’d say :)

It gets weird in Bleu's world most times, and for that I regret absolutely nothing.

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

Last night's Wednesday wind-down.

My process in a nutshell, more or less!

Hello 2020! The madness resumes.

Because two heads are better or worse than none.

Friday night’s alright for creating...

If you see what I did here with the title then sharp eyes, you have...

Me and a few close friends in a cryptic nutshell.

One for the mindless...

Another song for dreams.

I cut up one lyric, and then another...and then, booyah!

Assortment of drawing I have done while at work when nights are slow. I have done more but I usually give them away.

I overheard the term ‘feeding the muse’ after what felt like an age and two halves at some point this week, so I figured I’d utilise it as a source of inspiration (and corrupt it in the name of art) somehow...