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I know there’s probably a few decent folks worth voting for come the general election here in Scotland I’ll settle on, though for the most part the loudest mouthpieces seem to just scream ‘bell-end’ to me... I was playing around with Google Translate and various sentences I’d jotted down, and opted to go with the closest approximation from English into German for ‘I’m voting for Muppets’, which is 'Ich stimme fur Muppets'. ‘Ich stimme’ read to me as ‘itch stim’ for whatever reason (anglophone and neurodivergent here), which seems rather fitting as the thought of the worst candidates getting in is liable to have us all come out in stress rashes, am I right?

Lazy Sunday afternoons and all things Beatles influenced...

I love the show Breaking Bad, and rewatch watch it a lot. I noticed the other night Saul said this to Walt and I immediately got out my iPad and started in on the letters.

Thinking ahead to loosening restrictions here in Scotland, one more day to go...

Trying my hand at hatching with an illustration of my mother

Imagine if mushrooms where as tall as giants

Whalesongs to round the week off (as usual).

Dip pen practice with puppies. I moved the puppies around a little in procreate. I tried coloring one with water color (the pink one) and it smeared. So I colored a few with Procreate.

Driven by my mishearing of something Dr. David Scheel was talking about regarding the octopus Heidi he kept in his home for a yearlong period... His documentary ‘Octopus: Making Contact’ is a lovely thing worth watching I should add!

Charcoal on Bristol mounted on board

harlequin pattern with impressions from a trip to the desert

Current events mean retreating into my sketchbook is the way of things today, until it blows over(ish, emphasis on the -ish).

Thanks to all the hard working moms on this Easter, like this hard working Easter bird with it's giant baby.

Narwhals it seems, and I’m sure I’ve said this before, are a perfect remedy for art blocks I'd say. Wasn’t going anywhere last night, that is until I gave things another go and this fellow here saved the day!

Sometimes I come home and I have to express myself, for better or worse. I am an outsider both in art and in my personal life. Nature of my illness.

The double neck oughta be hint enough...

I tried to use my imagination for this, but I had to fall back on photo reference, to finish it. THe problem with the composition is I did not use a background colour. I did this about 3 years ago. Their are mountains in the background.

This landscape is a finished work, and is designed to relax those who are weighed down by work.It is of an Irish Berry Field. I did it mostly from imagination, but I did use some photo reference to get the background right.

I think I will move onto the face next, as the face is by far the hardest element in the figure to get right.

When you are in this forest, you are lost, until the sun rises again to show the path out of madness. This was one of the first large paintings, that I completed. Its a strange thing because when I was painting it, i distorted the horizon line.The line should be level by right.

A higly experimental work, dipicting a ward in a hospitable, and three people, waithing for their medication.

I think I am improving at this exercise. I keep making mistakes and correcting, which is a good thing.

I studied this with the pot in front of me. At this point I lacked the ability to express myself.I did this a long time ago.

A better sketch I did of my idea.

This is something in the style of naive art/brute art. Its a very personal piece.

This line from the Stephin Merritt episode of the 'She's A Talker' podcast (referring to Stephen Sondheim plot-lines) got my imagination ticking in overdrive

Most of the first six years of doing art, I used pencil. This took me about 10 - 12 hours of work.Most of the work was on the different tones of the tea pot.

This is a quick study of a work by the famous painter from New York. I need to improve my art because at the moment I am not turning out good pieces.You know, we never see the early art that the great artists did. I am not critising the famous artists for their early work, but the public never see the progress that Van Gogh or Picasso made in their early years. It gives the impression that they just sarted out as great artists, which is not the case.I did this study purely as an educational endevor.

This is inspired from the the soundtrack to Gladator the film. Its about how most people will end up in some kind of Colosseum, metaphorically speaking. Life will throw at us many problems. A sketch for a body of work. The black cross is a sword buried in the ground. Maybe its a symbol of peace.

I am gaining an interest in figure drawing from the imagination. Drawing a figure is like craving a away at a block of granit. You make many atempts to get the figure right.