Ink and Light

I’ve been advertising my own Christmas cards here (around 200 sold though, very chuffed to think my pictures have made their way through letter boxes all over the country) for weeks so I… Continue reading

Beuckelaer’s fish

Regular followers will know of my fondness for drawing from paintings. To de-construct an artist’s composition and narrative, priorities and hierarchy of characters, is an incredible process and one that makes me want… Continue reading

The Whitechapel Nobody Knows (Part One)

Since I seem to have my own set of readers I have reproduced my recent contribution for the wonderful Spitalfields Life blog… a very enjoyable opportunity to explore my east end surroundings and… Continue reading

The Town Mouse and friends at Sunday (Up)Market, Spitalfields

A couple of months ago I sounded out the idea of trying out a stall in Spitalfields with two of my friends. This Sunday the three of us woke early to carry boxes… Continue reading

At York Minster

This week I had a short but sweet visit to the beautiful city of York. Staying with a good friend who works at the university, I was met off the train and whisked… Continue reading

Claude at the National Gallery

Since the busy September show I’ve relocated my studio to my garage. Now equipped with lights, a heater, a big desk, shelves, even a rug, it’s surprisingly cosy. Now I have the space,… Continue reading

Bodybuilders… and my little brother

Just back from a busy weekend in Nottingham to see the UK Bodybuilding and Fitness Federation’s National finals. What an amazing experience, to mingle with dozens of huge oiled and tanned characters arriving… Continue reading

Between drawing and painting

A few months ago I experimented with my first monoprints, (ambitiously!) out in the open on Richmond riverside. I enjoyed the process I’ve been doing more here and there, and have found it… Continue reading

Work on Walls

Phew! Absolutely exhausted after a busy few weeks selecting work for our two shows, and the epic task of packing up my studio. In the last few weeks I have learnt that I… Continue reading

Lino-cutting… Endings, and Beginnings

The last time I tried lino-cutting I was about fifteen, and spent an afternoon splicing up my fingers with half-blunt cutters (the cheap red ones), or having the cutter slip and slide over… Continue reading