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

Waiting for a bus – 210 from Archway to Finsbury Park


On a very cold but sunny London day, when nothing works particularly well the 210 bus took longer than usual to arrive. Passenger were patient, pacing blowing into their gloves, smoking… Anything to not feel the freeze. It wasn’t the right time to start making a painting with a forefinger. Winter in the UK, though…… Continue reading Waiting for a bus – 210 from Archway to Finsbury Park

Out and about on public transport; Finsbury Park Station


It was a typical Sunday. Slow and quiet, at least in my direction. I suppose it was quite different for all the shoppers chasing bargains at the sales all over London. I had time to observe and a few people and things caught my eye.  And then at the end of the light part of…… Continue reading Out and about on public transport; Finsbury Park Station