Saturday, 23 May 2015
Saturday, 16 May 2015
Friday, 15 May 2015
Monday, 11 May 2015
this is the first time i've done this; revisited an old character i've drawn and catch up with how they're doing. i think mainly because it reflects my own straight of mind so much.
depression lurks underneath the surface, ready to engulf you like an massive fucking tsunami when you're least expecting. it's so very easy to let it consume you. anxiety leads to depression, depression leads to anxiety, repeating the circle. you hurt yourself to feel something because you're numb from your medication or your lack of fucking sleep. you hurt yourself to get attention because you struggle to express to people (or yourself) what's going on in your head. you hurt yourself because you think you deserve it. you hurt yourself to kill yourself.
i'm sure more people than i can imagine struggle with that constant urge to bash your own head in.
the important thing is to know you're not alone, and there are people who can help you turn this energy into something positive. never be ashamed or afraid to go to the doctors and talk.
talk to the people who love you. talk to anyone. talk talk talk.
anyway, this guy has been on a journey, and come out the other end. he's got himself fixed up, he's eating, he's healing and he has a much more healthy outlook on life. i enjoyed drawing both these pictures and especially the idea of ageing with the character. revisiting the character and giving him more of a story. i may do it again xo
Friday, 8 May 2015
Wednesday, 29 April 2015
Sunday, 26 April 2015
Tuesday, 21 April 2015
Sunday, 12 April 2015
Monday, 6 April 2015
Thursday, 2 April 2015
Monday, 15 December 2014
Tuesday, 2 December 2014
Friday, 14 November 2014
here's a commission i just finished for my beloved allotment husband Barnaby and his wonderful girlfriend Helen, two very dear pals of mine. it combines Barnaby's favourite elements from the first two allotment pictures i drew and also includes fun little details that are specifically inspired by our place, our little home from home xo
Thursday, 23 October 2014
Monday, 20 October 2014
Wednesday, 15 October 2014
my friend Dean Beattie is one of those people who's so talented i would definitely hate him if i didn't love him so goddamn much. he is the creator of Random Trials, my favourite ever comic.
"A large pharmaceutical company has been conducting covert (illegal) drug trials on the British public for almost 80 years.
Random Trials tells the story of Charlie Cooper - an unwitting test subject who has just had the 'ultimate bad reaction' to one of those trials!"
this here is my own take on Charlie Cooper.
go to the link above, check out Dean's amazing artwork, and buy issue 1 before it sells out!
issue 2 is in the final stages of production, i believe, and i can not waaaaaait xo
Friday, 10 October 2014
Monday, 6 October 2014
everyday we're in a war
constant cursing until we're sore
everyday we're in a duel
for the flame, you are the fuel
everyday we'll have it out
forgetting what it's all about
everyday we're in a fight
ever falling, in our flight
everyday. curse after curse
and everyday we're getting worse.
sorry, sister, i do love you
but we are sisters and that's what we do.
Monday, 29 September 2014
the wonderful People of Print have done a feature on last Saturday's opening of the Lines & Strokes Marvel exhibition i was lucky enough to be part of! check out the photos here…
thanks so much again to Scott and Will for having me involved, and Louie from PoP for being an angel xo
Saturday, 27 September 2014
blend into black, white and grey
the everydayness of every day
stand in line with all the rest
and pay no mind to yourself
to what you want or how you feel
don't dream dreams because they're not real
don't say words that might express.
just stand in line with all the rest.
Wednesday, 17 September 2014
Sunday, 14 September 2014
me and myself, another quiet night in
because the weight of the world is wearing me thin
the power of death compels me
and my conscience keeps my heart beating
life is a path and i've lost my way
losing track more, day by day
the power of death compels me
the more i think, the more i fade away