Avocado from seed

Happy little avocado tree—two versions: black and grey ink and HB pencil on white, and white gouache and white pencil on black paper.

Another of my growing stuff from fruit I’ve eaten experiments

Apple from seed

Happy little apple tree—two versions: white gouache and white pencil on black paper, and black and grey ink and HB pencil on white.

Lately I’ve been trying to grow plants from seeds I keep from supermarket fruit. This is one of the first that came alive. It blows me away that these things happen. It took six months to go from the seed to this plant, so you have time to get used to it. If it happened in six seconds, you would scream wow every time.

Sunday linocut

A self-portrait in ink on linoleum. I don’t have a printing press, so I haven’t made a print of this yet. This is a scan of the cut linoleum with ink rolled on. The rest is simply shady.

El Matador

This one had a long gestation period. I drew the figure and the foreground plant when I still lived in Osdorp, sometime in 2016 . Then I came across it the other day and realised what it really needed was a bull.

I and I

“I think we are well-advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. Otherwise they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind’s door at 4 a.m. of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to make amends. We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget. We forget the loves and the betrayals alike, forget what we whispered and what we screamed, forget who we were.” Joan Didion

This is number 6 in my ‘Date night‘ series—drawings of people I’d love to spend a few hours with. Imaginary meet ups with unlikely people across time.