folk art

One for all those Inktober folks out there! Rest assured, despite what the verses say here, you're as mad as march hares in the best way possible. :)

Crafted with some assistance from the Blackout Poetry Generator, developed by Max Kreminski.

Why stop anytime soon?

I drew, I collaged, I pasted and just arted in general. Times are good!

Quite often I dream up strange word combinations. The title for this one’s yet another example of such activities...

What else is new here?

All this and possibly some other things.

The hangover song, heheheh.

For robbing hoods?

Tasteful isolation.

Something all over the shop.

I needed inspiration and was lacking a title so, yeah...

One for the blood moon.

The final doodle from my current sketchbook! As one door closes, another opens.

An ode to catnaps and snoozes of all kinds. #art #illustration #traditionalart #mixedmediaart #surreal #abstractart #experimental #lofi #outsiderart #folkart #linedrawing #collage #freeform #cutandpaste #psychedelicfolk #sleep #dream #blackoutgen #collage #artistsofinstagram #edinburgh #scotland #unitedkingdom

Something meaningful and hippie-like.

Sequel time.

A spot of Easter Monday improv.

Quiet nights in = essential for crafting new ideas...

Samhuinn thoughts and reflections...

Fun fact: This, some 34 years ago, nearly became the title of Pixar’s first short “The Adventures Of André & Wally B.”. You learn something new every day folks...

Friday nights make good gig nights. This was inspired by one such event that happened not too long ago. :)

Taking some inspiration from Robert Louis Stevenson whilst throwing in a touch of my own madness too!

A mistake I’m sure we’ll all be able to relate to, heheheh.

When both an M. Night Shyamalan film and a controversial German novel inspire you at the same time...

As it says on the tin! Don’t let those bastards grind you down.

I know it’s a little early to start thinking about the next decade, but I needed the inspiration...

The madnesses conspired, and this was the result.

The creative demon possessing me at the time must’ve either been Mark E. Smith or Radiohead’s ‘Hail To The Thief’ shaped, judging by the lyrics of this one..