Sometimes I draw on a napkin during Christmas dinner and then my dad puts the napkin away in a drawer:
And sometimes I draw on napkins with Darrel in the Hebrides (the blissful sleeping seal is his, and then there was the kite):
Other times I draw on napkins with Becky in Paris:
All those times are good times.
This is the most complicated print I’ve ever made, it took ten screens and I think it might still need another cat. This is the Runaway Baby’s village, which has chimneys from the Alpujarras.
Here’s one of the spreads I entered in the Macmillan Prize (see Pigs win prizes), there’s another on the Llamas page. I best do some more now.
And here are all the winning and commended Cambridge students with tutors Pam Smy and Martin Salisbury (both on left) at the opening:
Doodling with rubbish during our slightly hysterical masters project crit on Wednesday.
I just picked up some new party invitations which I illustrated for Earlybird. The invitations are quite small so not all of the cats and pirates I drew made it into print. This may be why the cat-band’s frontman is displeased: as you will see below, his percussionists have gone off without him. Now, who’s going to finish my dissertation so we can have a party?
