I get worse and worse at this necessity, waking about 4.00a.m. I'm not usre where I got all the money from, but I was getting through...

I devour the stuff, even though my own writing is far from it. Learn. Ink, partially on wet paper. I like to reprise elements from one...

Housemate up before me. It's very disorienting. Wanderer. I look at this bunch now and think I should do larger versions, makbe in oil?...

A luckier day maybe. I received a batch of old postcards from one of the villagers too! The biggest struggle might be to hold on to the...

Email notification that they recognise my website. One day at a time... Fields on Fire, ink and oil pastel on yellow paper. I don't have...

I am 50 years too old to understand how to get this site finished, too, too long in the tooth! Ceiling. An improvisation inspired by the...

I must be the least serene person I know, so that's a bit of a downer! So in similar depressing mode: I'm afraid this is called Dog...

From my desk and PC I have a lovely view over a building supplier. Death and the Maiden, oil pastel and ink in pastel paper, 2000. I love...

How long will it be before I give this up completely as a bad job? Mahler playing as I type, that's good despite the melancholy of the...

Not sure why, just one of those habits, so here is the last for this Saturday. Sketch for anulus dei. So glad that some from way back...

Well, that's just not possible, but most are rather vapid. Anima, oil pastel and ink on pastel papas starters for something else. I...

Again, I wasn't going to post, but the whole process is somewhat addictive! So the source here is clearly Henri Rousseau, but his...

I sometimes have to force myself to work, as it feels like banging my head a against a brick wall. The pieces look almost miliaristic,...

Here is more elements to the 'skeleton.' The piece was destroyed in a flood. This took so much effort to create, and maybe one day I will...

But came across some pics and thought, Well, I'd better! Real human skull, blackened with paint, Chinese flag and groundsheet. This is a...

He had three tables: on one a book he was reading; on another one he was translating; and on the third one he was writing. I divide my...

I suppose I will have to, though I deeply do not wish to. Film. A grattage; images 'distressed' into shape by rubbing fine-grain...

But then, I suppose, so do we all. It's just that there seem to be no glimmers of light anywhere... The Castle in the Snow. I remember a...

The Great Big Art Exhibition has Humour as the theme for the next fortnight. Outrage 7. I have been posting some of these on a private...

I blog therefore I am. I don't think so! I remember seeing lots, and lots of butterflies too, when I was small. But there are so few now....