I saw on the Samantha Bee show that there's an association between vintage cartoons and minstrelsy, and I can't stop thinking about it now. So I drew some mean looking white person mice in retaliation. These are your suburb mice that are complaining that the Whole Foods line is taking too long.
I suppose it no longer matters that the UK stuck to sterling. Dreadful politics there. I had a month to find out that I do not want to go back given the antipathy to the EU, not to mention the endless tory arrogance and stupidity and to the chaos that is
Animals on the move - this is a doodle painted in acrylics. I start by throwing colours down, then look for something to make into an element. It all takes about as long as a drawn doodle does and there is no prior plan and I do not do any drawing at all!
Something a teacher said led me to imagine a world of pink clouds and golden castles, playing along the way with prime numbers. I'd like to add more patterns to my sketchbook now.
Street Style illustration from Helsinki Finland. I like the idea of a bomber jacket combined with a long shirt. Small details like rolled pant legs and rolled beanie seal the style.
From my summer sketchbook 2016, during a long journey from Greece to Austria, when we stop for a night in Croatians mountains . When you dont take expensive highway you can end up in such a enigmatic and beautiful places like this one! :)
Sometimes being a designer for a living can make designing unfun. That's when I run to my sketchbook where there are no right or wrong answers. A place where my work is no longer being judged by the world, but a place of expression.
(2B pencil on a 141mm x 103mm postcard) An image I used on Christmas cards that I sent out to people in 2015 that also included a short story to go along with it about the ruthless nature of bargain shopping.
(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.
"Build them up
High and strong so you'll never have to hurt too long
Put them up
'Til they surround and there's no real you left to be found
Hold it up
High above no fear of hope or trust or love
Close it up
And hold your ground and wait unt