The back end of January


I was on a bus behind this man. The bus broke down. Nobody wanted to get off because it was quite cold outside but it was inevitable. Someone muttered, “Bloody January!” As I concentrated on the drawing, my subject got up and left. Besides this image, I was left with the muttered comment replaying itself…… Continue reading The back end of January

Urban Chronicles; Volume one, No.2


Breaking the recent stream of iPhone paintings, I’m on a quest to visualise as many slang words as possible, from as many countries as possible.  The criteria are that they must be either funny, common enough to be recognised, or particularly clever. I’ve established a small basic list which will keep me busy for a…… Continue reading Urban Chronicles; Volume one, No.2