War poster

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I am in my bedroom. It’s Sunday night, and I’m trying to fix my poster on the wall. I have a chair and plenty of Blu-Tack. Dabs of Blu-Tack. A big disc on each corner and then more along the top edge. The poster is vast and covers the whole wall. It’s awkward, and I’m struggling to hold it and fix it to the wall. I’m determined to do it on my own. Like the boy in the poster, I’m stubbornly independent and innocent. Yet I am doing this on my own. Mum asks if I need help; I say I don’t, I’m ok, I can do it on my own. “Well, just be careful”, she says.

I’m stretching to reach the top corner, putting pressure on the Blu-Tack to ensure it sticks. Unwind the poster, stick, unwind, stick. Try and move the chair. It’s bloody awkward. Two people would be easier. I’m going to do this on my own. More than halfway across. The red lettering, the enormous face. The top corner falls. I stretch to put it back again, but I can’t reach and pull what I’ve done straight down. The paper folds over. A dent in it. Bugger, arse, shit. It will be ok; no one will look at it.

The left corner is now up—pressure on all the Blu-Tack along the top edge. I’m stopping, stepping back and admiring my work. It’s big this poster. Can I live with that boy’s face staring at me? It’s not really staring at me. It’s black and white textured background. My U2 calendar and poster are on the wall. I am taking a photo; one day, I’ll be able to look back at this and see what I was like when I was 12 or 13. I am happy my poster is on the wall. It’s important. It’s mine, my space, my choice, my decision – I don’t care if it’s not for other people if they don’t like it – this poster is for me because I want it, and I want to make this space, make this room mine.

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In case you’re wondering…

This is one of several pieces of writing and drawing I’m putting together in a booklet. There’s another, The Kiss, you can find on Instagram. While I’ve designed and created books and catalogues for clients, making something like this (a zine?) for myself is new. And I’ve been trying to do it without using the design software I’d typically use. I’m pushing my ideas of my practice and how it operates. It’s good (and challenging) trying something new.

Tiger balm, a prickly pear, and dinner

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Sketchbook drawing.

Sketchbook drawing.

Sketchbook drawing.

Cartoon tacks
New ink
Tiger balm, a prickly pear, and dinner
30 January 2023
Strange totems

And when not drawing in my sketchbook, I’m developing and creating the consultancy/coaching/mentoring side of my practice.

Happy New Year

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Sketchbook drawings


Sketchbook drawing.

Sketchbook drawing.

Sketchbook drawing.

Happy New Year!

I hope your summer (or winter in the Northern Hemisphere) is going well. I had a good break and feel refreshed and excited by what the year may hold.

The year has started with exploring what my hybrid work life looks like (more on that very soon)… including working in eight-week blocks, weekend Wednesdays, and having a focus on four key projects.

Artwise my focus is on finding form for the spreads I shared at the end of last year. I continue to fill my sketchbooks and notice I want these drawings to be part of something larger. What that something is, I still need to find out. It can bubble away in my mind and surprise me tomorrow.

Space and rhythm

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Spreads


Different spaces have different uses. The office is best for computer work - newsletters are written, photos get edited, websites are updated, and invoices are sent.

Today, however, I’m reading at the café, a selection process going through my notebooks. Later, I photocopy and layout pages at home, where there’s space and light.

I’m finding my working rhythms again, but I am not always getting them right.

That said, it’s good to make something physical and use my hands. It’s what I need to do. I’m excited by the enlargements of my drawings. They keep the energy of the originals. I imagine them dancing across the pages of a book or a zine.

Sketchbook as a resource

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Sketchbook pages


Sketchbook drawing.

Sketchbook drawing.

Sketchbook drawing.

A couple of observations:

I’m beginning to think of my sketchbooks as a visual resource. They contain a variety of components which could act as a starting point for something new or which could be picked and mixed to construct a painting.

In the images below, the blue rollerball lines feel new and looser, a different way for me to make marks describing space and form.