One of my recent paintings, this one is not an abstract effort, but just a celebration of a fine corrugated shed that I found locally during lockdown. I’m not sure if it survives, but it does in my painting. Acrylic and a little bit of pastel is the medium. Continue reading Corrugated Shed celebrated…
Insurance? It’s a mystery tour to me. Seems like they get their prices by throwing a few number blocks in the air and then settling on the red ones. Some companies, like plumbers, give you such an astronomical price that you wonder if they do it to make sure you won’t buy.. Of course, as one gets older, it gets more expensive. I’m talking about travel insurance here, but it can apply to driving. While driving, the risks do increase as our faculties and reactions slow to the same speed we now drive. Younger drivers toot for no apparent reason. … Continue reading Who buys this stuff?
It’s an unusual phrase and very apt today. someone keeps throwing their toys out of the pram and it’s embarrassing for those who are ‘related’ in some way. People have different opinions on how to deal with the naughty child, after all he’s always done this sort of thing. Most keep their own children away from him, especially their daughters. Others think it might be best to give him what he wants, but others counsel caution saying he’ll only do it again, and will grow up to be a sulky troublesome teenager, and then end up either in prison or … Continue reading Expect the Unexpected
One or the other, not sure if it was a commission or just a little personal sketch, came out of the bottom drawer. Reminded me a little of that chap on the telly, who was called Professor. Doctor Robert Winston, that’s the man it reminded me of. Used to be on the telly quite a lot… Continue reading Prof or Doc?
Another from the bottom drawer, I have no idea who commissioned this, but someone did. Yes, folks, I was paid money for illustrating a ‘frightened blob. Continue reading Gloop!
Getting into painting, one of a series of paintings I’m working on. All landscapes. I have a way to go yet. A journey of discovery and a pleasant one too. After years of drawing and not a lot of colour, it’s now a lot of colour and not quite so much drawing. I’m attempting abstract landscapes with mixed results, but mixing those colours is remarkably relaxing. It’s all a matter of knowing when to stop. Continue reading Splishy, splashy…
Another cartoon done for the English Tourist Board Magazine, many moons ago, for an edition that would include Shrove Tuesday, when we all make pancakes. Interestingly, the art editor has put a note at the top saying ‘don’t lose any of the pancakes at the top’ This is obviously a person who cares for my work. Continue reading Automatic Tosser
Just sorting some old drawings and was taken with this, which, if I recall correctly, was commissioned by the English Tourist Board. I used to regularly do cartoons for their magazine, which no longer exists. Neither does the Tourist Board, it was the victim of some sort of rebranding. Continue reading Vegetarian weekend?
This is one from the bottom drawer, so many others that I had forgotten about. This one gets in for making me laugh, and I did it! Which is rare… The yellow bits are the remains of glue I think Continue reading Digging out some old drawings…
Too much information. What happens next when you order online. They send you loads of emails about your parcel that might in years to come descend into gossip. “We’re expecting your parcel, what have you been buying this time? Our driver Brian can’t wait to see you.If you want to see where Brian is right now, just waste some valuable minutes of your life tapping in this 16 digit number when you go onto our website” “ Your parcel is with Brian now… Along with hundreds of others he’s supposed to deliver in one day, he has to drive so … Continue reading We’re expecting your parcel
Not quite but nearly. This is what remains of a cricket scoring shed on the edge of the Cotswolds. I’d popped out there today to see a friend and take in a bit of Winter Sunshine. The village cricket field and pitch are now in a sorry state, but was at one time very well maintained and busy. It’s a tenuous claim to fame that one home side there, possibly the village cricket team, played host to a visiting side of Buddhist monks. They were staying in the area and managed to muster a team. At the same time, the … Continue reading Batting at Number 3: The Dalai Lama
Paul Davies Cartoons & stuff 