October 2, 2009
Airport thrillers are bad for your brain – especially if read out of that context. This lady’s handbag caught my eye. It was amazingly complex, a real utility item; pockets, straps, zippers, heavy stitching, thick leather and jet black. Complete contrast to her leisure suit, soft shoes and heavily-patterned blouse. Maybe it was full of spy stuff. We shall never know.
You can buy this drawing at my Etsy store
July 6, 2009
Too many late nights on the books, or maybe the PS3. I’d guess he was about fifteen the pose made him look a lot older. You see kids on the early trains and they’re full of life but not so much in the evenings. Still, if I had to carry a bag of books half my size, I might not be so perky either.
June 19, 2009
The older man in the background didn’t stir throughout the entire journey. I was tired myself and dozed off not long after sketching this. Wonder if someone drew me?
June 18, 2009
Some people squirm all the way into a corner in a crowded space. This lady might still be there for all I know. She was practically embedded into the joinery and was leaning so far away from the adjacent person, could have fallen over.
June 15, 2009
This old crane is bashed up, covered in graffiti (didn’t have the bottle to include it), rusted to bits and slowly disintegrating into the surrounding vegetation. It’s something that’s been on my project list for a long time, so finally got around to sketching it. Time permitting, it’s got the makings of a painting study. Before the winter’s out…
June 14, 2009
Found myself on the train with nothing but a highlighter to draw with. Takes me back to my days of high-top basketball boots, stonewashed denim and too-bright shirts. Might explain the recent purchase of a Human League album. Must be caught in time-slip.
June 4, 2009
This is the kind of hair that can receive signals from space. Wiry and radial. Very difficult to read in the drawing online but in my sketchbook, you can see the little doodle of a scissors and a comb in the newspaper.