Confessions of a Socially Accepted Fine Artist...

Ahh, it has been a long time, and I feel I must explain:

Holidays came around and my social life beckoned.

Fun? Yes. Productive? ...

Naaaaaah. But worth it.

It does hurt my soul to be a struggling artiste, yet still crave the odd pint and some 'bantaaah!'. Honestly it does. So lets end this popular nonsense and crack on with the real stuff.

Beautiful image courtesy of Mister Loo-Kass himself

The Coach

As mentioned before, i lurve FACES! Here are some liccle drawings I made whilst working at the place to be (R.I.P. The Coach), just of some unsuspecting customers. No one is safe when i have my sketchbook on me...

mwahahaha

Downweeit!

Took the crowd scene thing into Shrovey, using photos from my darling Smeg's camera. (As you can probably guess, the drawings/paintings from the previous post were based on shrovey too). Burn me bitch.

Study Sheet A2 (plus close-ups)

Bit o' Painting A1

The Poetics of Space....pfffft!

This project based on interiors promised a alot of lazee paintings of living rooms and staircases. So I made my work completely inappropriate to the brief and looked at how people fill interiors (ahh its clevers see?)... Here is the first part of the project.

Study Sheets A2:

Crowd Drawings A3:

'The Rugby Match'

Sharpie Drawings A1:

'Wait in Line'

Painting A1 'A Gentelman's Game':

Painters Block!

Its true, whenever I get to a certain point of a painting I just don't know what to do! some poor excuse for an artist I am. *shame*

Here is a step-by-step process of a painting I did this Saturday, based on the Shrovetide football game The Bourne had last week... Photos skanked from my babe's camera (Smegs you legend!) and props to those beautiful sweaty players!

HEAVE!