party bag of messy surprises

I found this sequence of photographs of a falling cat. I liked it.









Pastels are messy. I am messy.





Man and animal.





Million Dollar Man.





Wrestler.. stretching the definition. Messy plastic paper.





I used this discarded warrior drawing to try to make lines a bit like William Blake and think what I could do with them.





Finally: a snake so big and evil he didn't quite all fit on the scanner.

Smudged Pillocks

I'm not obsessed with wrestling at the mo, but I should have a show of my wrestling drawings coming up, so I've been wrestling with drawing through wrestling drawings. Ultimate Warrior!





I want to use pastels more and hone my techniques through honing.





The explorations felt valid, the muse came and went in a floozily fickle fashion.

















Peculiar bonus: the cover of my diary beginning 10th December 2001, ending 16th July 2002. Different times. I was at once more and less confident.