Here are some recent sketchbook drawings.
This is for the girl at the party, I hope you find your ‘Ysbryd’. The domino I found in my pocket the next day and I don’t know how it got there. I do remember a few being thrown around. Hooligans.
I saw this guy on his stag do outside a chip shop in Cardiff at about half five in the afternoon. He was hammered, his friends had whipped off his clothes and this is all I could hear him say.
Sell your soul and you’ll have a boss. Stay self-employed.
That’s not vodka, that’s a peak flow punk. I have Asthma and today have a peak flow of 790.
Pontycymer – the land of angels. This is oil on paper.
At the end of a night I’ll use what paint is left and see what comes out in the sketch book. I have nothing to say about this except those are Mick Jaggers eyes.
