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To be perfectly honest, the latest lockdown announcement here in Scotland was bound to influence my art in some form or another... Needless to say this is going to be one looooong winter, one that’ll have me blasting “Here Comes The Sun” by The Beatles once it ends, or at the very least stabilises.

I think I've used this festive hangover as an excuse for (what seems) a little too long now, hahahaha! Back to business...

Dot from Bugs Life

Mechanical pencil drawing with digital texture and color added

Mechanical pencil drawing with digital texture and color added

Mechanical pencil drawing with digital texture and color added

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

Lovey the robot

Graphite on paper

A narwhal! Because, why not?

pencil drawing during quarantine

BeetleJuice voodoo doll

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!

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.

The end of one sketchbook, with the beginning of another to arrive shortly!

This feels like it could be a fun kids activity page. When I started this doodle it was just the hill with the tunnel maze and a few things added in the maze area. It didn’t feel like it was going anywhere, but as I kept adding things I started to get into it and now I’m happy that I didn’t ditch it. It’s always fun when a piece surprises me. It never gets old.

85% chance of brain. I had a brain storm today.

Grungy doodle of the day. I felt inspired to do something smudgy and decorative and colorful.

The 3x3 Illustration Annual I was recently chosen to be in, inspired this recent doodle. Fireworks went off in my head and then spilled out on this Moleskine page.

Art therapy is good therapy.

True Like. Because everything on the internet is true, right?

Just some random doodling in my Moleskine. It never gets old.

TBT. Yes, time totally rots. And posting a throw back Thursday on a Wednesday evening is my meager attempt to mess with it.

Micron pen and colored pencil on paper

Micron pen and colored pencil on paper

Micron pen and colored pencil on paper

Neil was the first author whose words I first fell in love with.

Here is a character I have been thinking about off and on. She is a seagull who loves the beach and everything to do with it. Especially jellyfish.

Micron pen and colored pencil on paper

Man, I’ve been random lately. I think my mind’s eye sees stuff that normal people don’t. That might make me abnormal. I’m kinda comfortable with that. Guess who’s going to be watching some Clint Eastwood tonight?