Thursday, 15 September 2011


So, yesterday morning, a postman delivered a parcel to my front door. He kept knocking and knocking but you see I was in my dressing gown and felt a little silly. I opened the door after the 7th knocking and found him to be an Australian guy, a friendly friendly down-underer who made me smile. This is the second encounter with an Aussie in the past week which makes me more and more ready to jump on a plane and get myself over there...

Short Stories for September

Verses versus pictures. The two are fighting, or maybe bargaining. These are some more pages for my book that should be finished by next year...

Wednesday, 14 September 2011

The Bone Tree Birds

The tree trunks hold the bones where the birds sit and stare. The twigs are the veins, the birdsong the despair. The bear with no shackles bounds into the wild. The summer is ending the leaves have all died.

Tuesday, 30 August 2011


Well, here are some pieces i've been working on. Next up, Jewellery and Ceramics...

Why don't you buy something and fund my illustration habit? Just an idea.

If you like what you see you can purchase this kind of STUFF on Etsy.

And so, here is the link to my shop there.

Thursday, 3 March 2011


The first of a series of illustrations for the second book by Clarissa Vincent. My love of her writing hopefully transffers itself into these images i make. I have alot more of these to do so i better get cracking! Peace out.

Short Stories part 2

More images i've made for my book 'Short Stories' ...a few more to be made and then a big printing session using someone else's equipment. Does anyone know a good printers? Merci beaucoup you punters/artists/friends and onlookers...

Monday, 14 February 2011

short stories

a story to a page. perfect for a short attention span. i've combined my text and image so close knit they are part of each other. more to follow shortly...

map birds

informative homing pigeons, historical doves, birds on trails. these are all made out of white clay and wire. hang them up to remind you of where you have been so that you know where you are going...

beasts and wisps

it's about beasts, beasts with motives. wild beasts in the forests of desire. beasts chasing after wisps; those fine, delicate creatures you find under leaves, shaking in the rain, holding their breath, preparing to be caught...