Home is where my Mac is. Drawn with a brush and ink

Home is where my Mac is. Drawn with a brush and ink

experimenting with ideas. Negative thoughts creeping in and effecting real life.

experimenting with ideas. Negative thoughts creeping in and effecting real life.

sketchbook scribbles and doodles. Drawing whatever, whenever i feel.

Sketchbook scribblings.

more sketchbook doodles.

Bee keepers club

Bee keepers club

a life drawing scribbling.

a life drawing scribbling.

Currently working towards my FMP project! Using fear as the foundation for this project, i am currently focusing on my own negative thinking. This photo is one example of an idea that could potentially appear in my final installation. This particular idea is about my fear of losing Sarah (my girlfriend of nearly 7 years) The death of our relationship is a scary thought, hence why it’s appeared within this project. Watch this space!

Currently working towards my FMP project! Using fear as the foundation for this project, i am currently focusing on my own negative thinking. This photo is one example of an idea that could potentially appear in my final installation. This particular idea is about my fear of losing Sarah (my girlfriend of nearly 7 years) The death of our relationship is a scary thought, hence why it’s appeared within this project. Watch this space!

Heart of darkness book illustration competition entry. Book cover design

Heart of darkness book illustration competition entry. Book cover design

Heart of darkness.
‘Dark human shapes could be made out in the distance, flitting indistinctly against the gloomy border of the forest.’

Heart of darkness.
‘Dark human shapes could be made out in the distance, flitting indistinctly against the gloomy border of the forest.’

Heart of Darkness.
‘The woods were unmoved, like a mask-heavy, like the closed door of a prison - they looked with their air of hidden knowledge, of patient expectation, of unapproachable silence’

Heart of Darkness.
‘The woods were unmoved, like a mask-heavy, like the closed door of a prison - they looked with their air of hidden knowledge, of patient expectation, of unapproachable silence’

Heart of darkness.
‘Trees, trees, millions of trees, massive, immense, running up high; and their foot, hugging the bank against the stream, crept the little begrimed steamboat, like a sluggish beetle crawling on the floor of a lofty portico.’

Heart of darkness.
‘Trees, trees, millions of trees, massive, immense, running up high; and their foot, hugging the bank against the stream, crept the little begrimed steamboat, like a sluggish beetle crawling on the floor of a lofty portico.’

An illustration i made in relation to the 100 year anniversary of WW1. Massive respect and thank you to all the soldiers who fought so we could live comfortably today. Never forget them!

An illustration i made in relation to the 100 year anniversary of WW1. Massive respect and thank you to all the soldiers who fought so we could live comfortably today. Never forget them!

Keep your head.

Keep your head.