30.9.10
28.9.10
24.9.10
Comical Animal Comic

Artist Jim Medway has set up a new bi-monthly online publication called Comical Animal , it's not launched yet but is looking good. Here is my submission for the comic.
9.9.10
100 Points
1.9.10
Rude Britannia

Rude Britannia : British Comic Art is on at The Tate Britain is on for just a few more days (5th September).
24.8.10
19.8.10
Donate to Pakistan floods and get a how do you Do painting
11.8.10
4.8.10
29.7.10
Spuddite
23.7.10
Spud the difference
12.7.10
9.7.10
Paul and his Missus
2.7.10
A Real Fluffy

A rabbit has moved into my Dads garden and made it his home, he's been living here for a month and seems to be most content. There is an abundant supply of vegetables and fruit growing but Fluffy seems to prefer the weeds!
Also I forgot to mention last week that the very talented Thereza Rowe of Tiny Red Design blog fame has kindly made a write up of my work on Doodlers Anonymous
Pops Art
21.6.10
17.6.10
News
A few things here, I'm a visiting lecturer at The University of Westminster and some of the students will be showcasing their work at New Blood (D&AD) Truman Brewery, Friday 25 - Monday 28th of June 10am -6am. There'll be lots of talent here, it's always worth going to see the D&AD shows.
Winner of last years the observer/cape graphic short story prize Vivien Mcdermid and her boyfriend Michael have made this amazing animation: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3jfBJko3oWk
The Rude Britannia show at the Tate Britain is fun and very different to the shows I've seen there before. I'm well chuffed to have a piece on those walls.
For one night only I'll have my work at the Saatchi Gallery, kind of. Deutsche Bank will be holding their annual awards given to artists. There will be an exhibition and a pop up shop for past winners on the 28th of June, I'll be selling prints from my website at the gallery. Unfortunately it's not going to be an open event but these prints are available to buy directly from me.
16.6.10
Hi there [part 1]
The room is crowded.
I am surprised to see you and try to catch your eye, but you don't see me.
Making my way over through the throb of people I see you leaving via the back door, you don't hear me call your name. You're skipping down a staircase, beginning to run now, down the metal stairs. I call your name again but you don't hear because the sound of your wooden shoes on the metal is clanging and clonking and echoing as you urgently, now frantically run down another staricase then another and another. I'm waving my arms and my voice is hoarse from calling, I'm flying down the stairs trying to reach you. But you are running too fast. Out of breath I pause to think. What am I doing? You're in the distance now, the sound of your wooden shoes on the metal floor barely audible, you are a dot on the horizon. You disappear.
I only wanted to say 'hi there'.
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