Drawing and photography are central to my practice. Both make pressing - if sometimes fictitious - claims to the capture of lost moments.


Two entries

I supported the sketchbook on my laptop and photographed these pages on my bed... so not best quality images!
Ink pen, brush marker and watercolour in new travel sketchbook.

Watercolour in new travel sketchbook.

Double M


Looking down, new place

I arrived in Israel today, where "autumn" = 30ºC! Started drawing, but no scanner, so sketchbook posts will have to come when I return home. Meanwhile, in a dense urban space, I found no dead animals underfoot, but other signs of passage. 


Dancing friend

I couldn't bear that last gory image being the first thing I saw next (note to self: must stop looking at crushed or devoured creatures). So here are two images of my dear friend J. dancing in the sunlight in my dining room last weekend. 

Death underfoot

It's a gloriously crisp autumn day, breathtaking really. I am intrigued by how much grisly stuff goes on just where one's foot falls.