I have always drawn and doodled for as long as I can remember. During the weekly Saturday morning food shop in Cradley Heath my Dad would treat me to a ream of “Woolworths own brand” typing paper before catching up Mom, loaded down with bags. As a ten year old my school teacher, Mr Harris encouraged me to draw and paint as much as possible having spotted me doodling in my “rough book” when I was supposed to be making notes in class.
Ideas and images flood into my head, usually at the most unexpected times. I find myself waking up in the dark, early hours, I know if I don’t make my mark on paper the idea will fade. Unable to sleep I make my way down stairs and make a quick sketch of the latest image…..though more often than not this “quick” sketch turns into an hour or so as the image comes to life like “developing photographic film in the dark room”… the image slowly appears, taking its first breath as it feels life for the first time, pulling itself forth from its faded past to a solid living being.
So, here are a few of my latest sketches, some have already made it into paint, others have yet to be developed.