Friday, 25 November 2011

Granny's Rinse Adventures

I absolutely loved creating and drawing this short story recently and I would like to preview it here...

Coupled with Granny's almost excessive thirst for experimentation and the Grumpy Grey Grannies' rigid lack of imagination...

The help of Judge Cloud is called upon...who, has the experience of forever...

The Granny's Rinse Adventures Comic will soon be available in my shop, OUCH!

Sunday, 13 November 2011

Two White Peacocks

The following photos were taken on Isola Bella, an island on Lake Maggiore, Italy.

To see all pictures at their larger original size, click on the image once for the light-box viewer.

Saturday, 12 November 2011

Flesh and Stone

Andy and I were happy to be able to stay in Arona, Italy again this year, in early October. 
I share a collection of shots that I took, titled Flesh and Stone...

Here is a link to a post I wrote about our trip to Italy last year...

These are all part of the 'Turned to Stone' series.

Monday, 7 November 2011


We visited my mother and other relatives in Wales in late September. I show a couple of select shots here starting with one that was only savoured once I had put my camera away. For it's memories sake...

The second was captured in a greasy spoon cafe. The people who ran it spoke in Welsh amongst themselves and in English to us.

To add to the Salt series, is a little protein. Better reserves to get through a pending winter...

(must store it
 like a gerbil does
 in it's cheek pouches)

Sunday, 6 November 2011


Outside it is cold and dark
Inside the sun rises

This is another shot taken by me from The Windows seriesTo see originals at their actual size, you can just click on the image once...(more new discoveries!)

To Master

As may be expected; my inertia-ridden, tantrum throwing revolts subsided when I journeyed (as I often do) into the world of Jean Giraud Moebius. All the while, through the end of October I was thinking as I drew in my studio "What about my hand?...It's gonna fall off!" 

The days are getting dark as early as 4.30pm. 

I may not need to explain any further why, after having studied this illustration, I felt like a spoilt child.

Here is a link to see a larger version...

It is an enchanting drawing, and could even put some of the old masters more on their tippy toes...(and this one is still alive). A drawing like this almost lets you breathe more.

A humbled Gwen returned, tail between legs, to her Roald Dahl-esque shed at the bottom of the garden.

Note: Some images, like this one, that I re-elaborate on this blog, have been shared with the full intention to spread further awareness of something I believe to be good, and of value. Although I have not sought consent of it's origins, I hope that this is acknowledged with respect; it was found on google image search and was already published on-line at the URL link, and before that, I do not know where it was found. With thanks.

Thursday, 3 November 2011


I drew this on a card for my nephew Karl's 3rd birthday this September. The gift that I sent over to Berlin consisted of a pair of bright red Speedo swimming trunks and a giant red sausage balloon. Tagged to the balloon where very specific instructions for it to be blown up on the big day.