Not entirely happy with this, but I needed a break from the storyboarding I have been doing this week. It came about from feeling accused on my front door step for not joining in the social fun that is Satellite TV. I don't mind the product, it just seems heavily aimed at people who already have enough to shell out on a regular basis. And the Free bit, just owning a TV incurs the cost of a TV Licence so at what point does it start to be free?
Thursday, 28 April 2011
Saturday, 23 April 2011
Thursday, 14 April 2011
Wednesday, 13 April 2011
A box arrived today. A box of sample stories I illustrated with Justin Neal a few months ago. Lucifer’s Boots is the first in a proposed set of instalments featuring short stories about ‘The Cordwainer of Scarletwell Street’ for Jeffrey West Shoes.
I went into the Leeds branch last Sunday but they had given the last of their story sheets away and had to beg a copy or two from the Manchester branch. The parchments were wrapped beautifully in a blood red bow and presented to their customers when purchasing finely crafted Jeffrey West shoes. My black Clarks-go-anywhere-boots felt quiet ‘shy’ in comparison to the hand tooled Dandy’s on display in the shop.
So much is reported about Rip-Off-Britain, it's nice that in this age of austerity there are companies still willing to add something extra to their product, providing an inclusive experience for their customers. .
Printed double sided on heavy stock
265mm x 425mm
Saturday, 9 April 2011
This is a freehand dip pen drawing colouring test. The left hand one is coloured using a crayon sheet overlayered on the drawing and then digitally altered and tweaked to get the combo right. Even though I’m handy with digital colouring It took ages to get the balance right and even then it felt ‘fake’. The right hand version with watercolour added took half as long to do but in my eye is more successful. It retains more of the freehand drawing than the one on the left and is a happier image for that.
The great thing about Blogs is I can talk to you as if I have something to share, where in reality what I'm doing is talking to myself, working out what works and what is mud. If I was in an office or shared studio, criticism would happen naturally, but as a freelance artist, there’s me … and the cat.
I have been here before, working out a style and convinced that this will be the way to do it and then right at the last minute, I chicken out and revert to a way of doing things that feels safer and more controlled. Although this time, I am convinced that this will be the way to go.