For this blog, I have been digging into my old sketchbooks , taking a journey through my own memories. It’s done two things: shown me how my work has evolved and re-enforced for me the fact that a few lines can capture the essence of a time and place.
The two figure drawings were done of a market — the unfinished flower boy holds his wares so seriously I immediately recall the moment all these years later.
I drew the chickens waiting for taxi . No wonder cartoonists love them, They ooze character. Sorry there’s no sound.