The Sanctuary That is WH Smith's
Another diary page for the week in the life of The Ridings and a bit more of a personal view of mall life. I must of been about 14 years old when I discovered that WH Smith's Bletchley was open and I could get to it after school. It had pretty much all I ever needed as a kid, comics, books and music. Pretty much what I survive on today culturally, 33 years later.
This is the dip pen and ink line workfor the page as I haven't got around to water colouring this one up yet.
The drawing below that pretty much sums up my working process for this and most of my drawing projects, me running around with a note book and camera scribbling away my observations.