“I bet you can’t draw me” he said. Well kid, you owe me one sandwich. On the ferry from England to Holland with the last of my stuff in boxes. Drawn in blue fountain pen, and blue pencil.
I’m sorry if that idea shocks you. Effective stippling effect though don’t you think?
Various trees around Amsterdam pulled together in one happy little drawing (as Bob Ross would say). Drawn in brown ink with a brush pen, and vermilion pencil.
Two of Manni in Vondelpark—in brush pen, pencil and colour pencil.
Drawing of Blok M from a window at Hotel Falatehan. “It’s no oil painting” as my friend Ian would say. It really isn’t. It’s monumentally ugly but I still love it. I worked here for three years in the 90s, and my son was born here too.
If you’d like to hear how Blok M sounds, you can listen here.
Looking over Botteskerkpark in Osdorp from my balcony on the 8th floor. I sent this one to my friend Clare in England, to try and cheer her up a little bit, as she’d been ill.
Drawing of Plaza de Isabel II in Madrid.
The right side of the drawing is made in situ, but it was taking way too long so I drew the left side back at the hotel from a photo on my phone.
When I was 20 I lived in Madrid for about a year. This was my first time back.