I’ve just come back from a 2/3 day sketching trip to Naples. My mum’s friend visited Naples and described it as ‘a shit hole’. I can see her point. Naples is busy, polluted, dirty and smelly. Yet – there’s something incredible about it. It feels very foreign for a European city. It’s not particularly touristy.Continue reading “Naples Feb 2019”
In 1997 when I was just 26 and living in Bristol, I travelled to Honduras to stay with a friend who I’d shared a house with. We’re still friends now. I have rediscovered this sketchbook because I’ve just moved house and found all my sketchbooks in the loft. And when I say all my sketchbooks,Continue reading “Honduras in 1997”
I drew this on the crowded Braintree train, on my way home with my eldest son, on January 21. We’d spent the day mudlarking under the millennium bridge and lying on the floor under blankets at the Tate Modern. It was a good day.
These drawings, studies and sketchbook experiments are just a few of the many that I have in the sketchbook I took to Rome in 1989-90. It is possibly one of my most treasured possessions because, like a diary, it’s a glimpse back to my 19 year old self. I love to see how passionate IContinue reading “Roma (Aged 19)”