mi bruta

A couple of weeks ago I bought the Sartorialist by Scott Schuman. I love that book. There's this older woman in it ( page 445), her face is absolutely amazing. It's like reading a story - so many wrinkles, deep deep wise eyes, her pose that carries quite an attitude and pride and beauty. So last night I tried to draw her. The result is quite different to all my new works and brings me back to my love for portraits.

a good tree

No good tree bears bad fruit, nor does a bad tree bear good fruit. Each tree is recognized by its own fruit. People do not pick figs from thornbushes, or grapes from briers. The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart his mouth speaks.

Pain and Joy

dos gardenias para ti (buena vista social club)

dos gardenias para ti
con ellas quiero decir:
te quiero, the adoro, mi vida
ponle toda tu atencion
porque son tu corazon
y el mio
2 gardenias for you
with which i want to say:
i love you, adore you, my life
give them your whole attention,
for they are your heart and mine

a walk

I've got a small exhibition in the quirky Phoenix cinema, east Finchley! Open from wednesday, september 3rd.

This exhibition presents illustrative works that have been drawn by ink, then details have been added digitally and then the illustrations have been transferred on to old collected fabrics, pillow cases, embroidered table cloths, night dresses and old curtains.

Each work has a tale, a story it brings. Memories, carefully collected, treasured moments and ones that have been hidden but never forgotten.

The fabrics themselves have lots of tales about where they come from, who made them and whom they belonged to. One thing that fascinated me in the process of

making the works were the smells that had been collected by the fabric and released during the process. Smells of houses, dust, people, and even time itself.