Last year I was lucky to go on a month long trip to Europe, I decided to use an A5 Moleskine watercolour album to document my trip. It started in the UK with an intensely arty weekend. First was the
Urban Sketching – Part 1

Last year I was lucky to go on a month long trip to Europe, I decided to use an A5 Moleskine watercolour album to document my trip. It started in the UK with an intensely arty weekend. First was the
It was one of those viral things, someone likes a page on facebook, and being nosy you go over to have a look and discover someone who tickles your funny bone. That’s how I found Angela Smythe who is based
I’m a dog person. Our family always had dogs, all kinds of dogs. The boring ones that were the canine version of Kim Kardashian (popped out babies – needed loads of attention) and the completely barking mad ones. The husky
I was approached in the car park of HeronBridge College with a request: “We want you to redesign our prospectus, Nando’s Style”. My first reaction to this was: “huh?” Nando’s is well-known for its off-the-wall advertising, but how do you relate a
How much courage does it take for a 13 year old boy to invite his friends to a cooking birthday party? Probably quite a lot. I knew he would enjoy it as he loves cooking, but would it be a perfect
There is something weird about Africa. Fathered by pompous colonial fatheads and mothered by tribal mystery and superstition, it is slightly cuckoo, this troubled child of malfunctioning parents. Poverty, corruption and crime stand side-by-side with the more redeeming qualities of open-hearted generosity, breathtaking
This is an oldie… done over 20 years ago from a photograph in a book on birds. I loved the challenge of accurately drafting the bones.
When I was in high school, I lusted after and received for my birthday…a book. At the time it cost a small fortune and my parents’ eyes probably watered at the price. But it was a book and in our
Over a year ago I received what I considered a strange but flattering comment on my owl post (no this is not Harriet Potter) from a young woman named, Ali. She wrote: “I absolutely love your drawing of the eagle
Arriving on that first day at art college, we all thought we were the bees knees. We’d sat our entrance exams and been accepted, which pretty much made us believe that we were the cream of the arty fart