Finsbury Park to Highgate by bike

idea, iPhone illustrations, Ken Wilson-Max, London

“You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation.”
– Plato (427 BC – 347 BC)

I went for a bicycle ride with my six-year-old daughter on Parkland Walk, a trail that used to be a train track. She’s new to riding and this was the longest journey she had made. At the end of the track, as it were, we found a cafe and I promised her a treat for being so brave. While we drank and ate I watched the only other people in the place as they talked and talked. I couldn’t resist as they were so engrossed.

Rowan’s 10 pin bowling

idea, illustration, iPhone illustrations, Ken Wilson-Max, London, photography

Rowan’s 10 pin bowling is just outside the main entrance of Finsbury Park Station in North London. This started as a live painting and was finished using photos as reference and walking by several days later. During these busy days I have several images that are unfinished on the iPhone waiting for the right time and mood to finish them. The low pixel count of the phone’s camera is very useful as it mirrors the level of detail one can put into a finger painting. The quick, blurry photos that are sometimes taken (by mistake or lack of concentration or plain shutter lag) capture the mood perfectly and work really well for me as reminders of  the moment.  I don’t trace the images, though.

Bus 153 from Finsbury Park To Liverpool Street

illustration, iPhone illustrations, Ken Wilson-Max, stories

picture of a man dressed for winter

Bus 153 Finsbury Park to Islington

It wasn’t that cold. Not really. No one had clouds of breath coming out of their noses when they breathed. No one blew into their clenched fists. For winter, it was actually a fair morning. Why doesn’t every person have the same tolerance of cold, or hot temperatures? No one else noticed and I’d thought myself into a dead-end long before the journey was over.

Waiting for a bus – 210 from Archway to Finsbury Park

illustration, iPhone illustrations, Ken Wilson-Max

image- "waiting for the bus"

Waiting for the 210 bus to Archway

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 not as cold as other parts of Europe, always seems much worse. People aren’t often ready for a cold snap! No amount of discussion about the weather in the UK transfers to a state of preparedness. Strange.

Out and about on public transport; Finsbury Park Station

illustration, Ken Wilson-Max

picture of 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 the day I looked back at the station exit and decided to try to capture it. In the cold weather it wasn’t all that pleasant, but an itch is an itch…