Sunday, 4 September 2011
Sunday, 28 August 2011
AOI Silver Award

On Thursday I received a Silver Award in New Media from the Association of Illustrators for my illustration 'How To Murder Birds'. I received a shiny award and my work (and face) are in the current Images 35 annual, and the exhibition runs at The Bankside Gallery until Friday. The Private View was brilliant and there was so much incredible illustration on display. I would recommend a visit, and definitely getting the annual. And well done to all the other award winners. I am also making the award-winning piece available to buy as a print. Click here.


Tuesday, 23 August 2011
Monday, 22 August 2011
London Wedding
Wednesday, 27 July 2011
She in her Rocking Chair

"He visited his mother Bendición Alvarado in the suburban mansion when the heat died down, they would sit and take in the cool afternoon breezes under the tamarinds, she in her maternal rocking chair, decrepit but with her soul intact, tossing handfuls of grain to the hens and the peacocks who pecked about the courtyard, and he in the large wicker chair, fanning himself with his hat, following with his look of old hunger the mulatto women who brought him colored fruit juices to quench his hot thirst." - The Autumn of the Patriarch by Gabriel García Márquez
Labels:
Gabriel García Márquez,
marquez,
old lady,
peacocks,
rocking chair,
servant
Wednesday, 6 July 2011
Wednesday, 1 June 2011
Monday, 2 May 2011
Saturday, 19 March 2011
Innumerable Wandering Balloons Greeting Card
I am very excited to announce the arrival of Innumerable Wandering Balloons greeting cards, available now! 6" by 6" with white envelope in cellophane packet, blank inside. Cards are £3.00 each plus shipping. Click here to buy.
Friday, 11 February 2011
Thursday, 30 December 2010
Innumerable Wandering Balloons

This is it, he said to himself, with a terrible feeling of relief, seeing the colored balloons in the sky, the red and green balloons, the yellow balloons like great blue oranges, the innumerable wandering balloons that took flight in the midst of swallows’ fright and floated for an instant in the crystal light of four o’clock and suddenly broke with a silent and unanimous explosion releasing thousands and thousands of bits of paper over the city.
-Gabriel Garcia Marquez, The Autumn of the Patriarch
Saturday, 13 November 2010
Forget about your house of cards
Friday, 5 November 2010
Thursday, 21 October 2010
Wednesday, 22 September 2010
That Lightning Bolt Was Mine

"When he returned from the cemetery, he was surprised by a storm of little paper birds falling like snow on the orange trees in the orchard. He caught one of them, unfolded it and read: that lightning bolt was mine." - Gabriel García Márquez, Of Love and Other Demons.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)











