Wednesday, 22 April 2015

The PILLBOX: PROOF.



Title page 1:  Sketch. Proofs sitting on the scar faced desk top of an unemployed commercial artist for hire. The Pillbox. A 'graphic novel' to be published this August by Jonathan Cape/Vintage.
Practice makes perfect, as the piano teacher used to point out with her sharp yellow pencil with a rubber tip.

Yesterday on a sunny day I painted two large panels of garden trellis - my paint brush dipping and dabbing took four hours. A buzzard circled and swooped high overhead. Today it is cooler. One more panel. I have cramp in my right thumb.  

Monday, 20 April 2015

Standing Ovation.


Mediocre photo credit: David Hughes.

Saw song writer Jimmy Webb in concert last week in Bury St Edmunds, Suffolk, England for God's sake! He talked a lot about his life and performed a selection of his classic songs - Galveston, Wichita Lineman, By The Time I get to Phoenix, MacArthur Park. He reminded me of myself, I like to think, good humoured but under pinned with bitterness on his history in the music industry, the record companies, the rip offs, the crooks  the missed opportunities perhaps, but interlaced with great stories featuring Richard Harris, Glen Campbell, Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Willie Nelson. Two hours in the company of a genius. An honest beautiful performance. Shame the hall was only two thirds full. Webb and just his piano produced an incandescent operatic version of MacArthur Park, a record that I've both loathed and grown to like in a kind of ironic fashion but seeing and hearing the composer playing like his life depended on it was an unforgettable and privileged experience. Goose bumps and hair raising shivers. Bravo! 'Bravo' what kind of terminology is that Hughes? Bleedin' keep it for the opera. 

Here endeth my humble opinion.

Friday, 17 April 2015

I know. I know. I said this blog was dead.


1991: The Observer Magazine: I wouldn't know where to begin these days.......... conceptually, technically, artistically, etc - just saying. Driven by lack of time, juggling the clock, fuelled by adrenaline. Backed by an art editor who kept the faith  - Graham Mitchener. Used to get mail asking if I was on drugs. High on fumes. 

Thursday, 16 April 2015

THE 100 CLUB.


I am just an amateur. I am frequently disappointed with the look of my published work, the design, the quality of the print. I am not technically up to par.  I am always quick to point the finger but I should point it at myself. It is not just about drawing a picture. Writing a story, having an idea. It is possessing the confidence and belief to over-seeing the whole and knowing your own self worth. Amen.

Martin Salisbury's 'visual feast' demonstrates the power of production, innovative design and the imaginative. As well as being a bible to the history of children's book illustration. So much included that I confess my ignorance of many names on the list. A great book. 

Wednesday, 1 April 2015

The Pillbox: Proof.



Endpaper 1: The Pillbox 
Mixed media.
From my next picture book, The Pillbox. The next instalment exclusive from the publishers of Walking The Dog, Jonathan Cape.  In the shops later this summer already on Amazon. Set in the East of England. 

Friday, 20 March 2015

PROOF: THE PILLBOX


BILL CAN GET OUT OF BED TODAY. 

THE PILLBOX.COVER.

COMING SOON. OUT IN ALL GOOD BOOK STORES LATER THIS SUMMER. BOY MEETS GHOST. TRUE STORY. PUBLISHED BY JONATHAN CAPE. HARDBACK. LOTS OF PICTURES. MANY IN COLOUR. EASY TO READ, DIFFICULT TO FOLLOW. OR EVEN TO SWALLOW. X CERTIFICATE, IF IT WAS A FILM. IT COULD BE. IT OUGHT TO BE. BUT NOT AN ANIMATION. OH NO. REAL ACTORS. REAL LIFE. PROPER MOVIE. 'MOVIE?' I NEVER EVER USE THAT WORD. FILM. THE PICTURES. JUST BECAUSE IT'S DRAWN WELL IT DOESN'T MEAN IT HAS TO BE AN ANIMATION. 

Thursday, 12 February 2015

TOXIC: FIN




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