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Eevee returns!

I often hear music in my dreams. In this case, it was ‘Babylon’ by Oneohtrix Point Never (a.k.a. Daniel Lopatin, for those unaware). I had to respond in the best way possible of course!

Inspired by a very drum and music heavy weekend that's just left us. Cracking times had by all I'd say!

Sharks and undead cats unite :-)

Midnight flavoured motivation.

New art supplies! Of course, I don’t need an excuse to get to work but if I had to pick a favourite then that’s my one, without a doubt.

Says it all and yet, nothing.

That wraps up May, almost!

As it looks and as it sounds.

You get the idea…

Confident goblins.

Last night's Wednesday wind-down.

Not as apocalyptic as it looks or sounds! Inspired by a dream I had about committing a social faux-pas of the worst kind you could imagine.

Long story short I needed a title, and prior to that my phone opted to have some sort of techno-stroke earlier in the day, and I took inspiration from this. So, yeah...

Narwhals venturing into the cosmos, yet again :-)

New sketchbook time! Introducing “Instant New Dolls” :-)

Not every year I get to produce a drawing dated the 29th of this month… so I figured I’d do something about that!

Space whales for the weekend!

Channelling Joan Miro (as usual)...

Musing on allsorts.

A line in 'Renegade: The Lives And Tales Of Mark E. Smith', which I'm currently reading, got my creative juices flowing this time around!

Overheard the title for this while out with some friends this past weekend. Fun times so they were...

Something unicorn-shaped(ish).

Essential Wednesday winding down on my part.

Hello 2020! The madness resumes.

It’s safe to say January feels like one of those 100 day months...

Another song for dreams.

I often have weird dreams that inspire my artwork, and that one I had last night where I took over a jungle (or was it a forest? I don’t know) sure got me inspired.

Something of the “Wyatting” sort myself!

Lockdown makes some of us forget what good times were like before the coronavirus reared it's nasty little head, so in response we dig down into our brains for times that really mattered.