I can vividly recall the day I drew this. It was the day in 2001 when I brought home my copy of The Cult’s new album Beyond Good & Evil. I was playing it at full volume in my “studio” (alright, back bedroom) and the surge of creative inspiration I was feeling at that time was like being struck by lightning.
Painted in 2013. Destroyed in 2013. I’d make a conscious effort to break out of the style I’d lumbered myself with, I got zero response, and for some reason decided it was unworthy and sanded it off the canvas, replacing it with a landscape painting that now sits on my shelf gathering dust. But what’s life without a few regrets, eh?
When did I paint this…20212? I’d heard there was a group exhibition being planned for art inspired by the Twin Peaks TV series and, as I did with the Metallica exhibition, I decided to knock out a painting and just send it to the organisers. How would they able to resist? When I’d finished the painting I realised that they absolutely would be able to resist, and ended up sticking it on the shelf for a couple of years until I gave it away.
I painted this in 1991. I read the first few issues of Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman, but was never that impressed. That put me in the minority but didn’t stop me depicting several of the characters from the series, and the original art I would sell at the comic conventions in the mid-90’s. The weird colour effects in this onewere achieved using enamel paints on white card. Some of the paint would soak right through the card and leave a lurid stain that over the years has challenged the functionality of many a scanner.
I painted this in 2010, with the assistance of my then-6-year-old daughter. We had a lot of fun smearing the sticky wet paint over the canvas, totally obscuring the painting that lay underneath, and when we’d finished I very quickly ‘drew’ the face using India Ink and the most destroyed brush you’ve ever seen – thick bristles, stiff with dried ink and glue, sticking out at all angles like a Victorian chimney swwep’s brush – but I really thought that such a ‘mad’ subject as the Book of Revelations required a ‘mad’ approach. Whether or not it was ‘mad enough’ I’ll let you decide. I’ve no idea where the original painting went. I’d like to think it’s on someone’s wall, somewhere…
I drew this in 1989. My girlfriend (now my wife) bought me my first ‘professional’ drawing pen, a Rotring Isograph. Up until that point I’d always used cheap felt tips, Biro’s, whatever I could get my hands on. For the first time I had a tool that ‘proper’ artist’s used, and the difference was immediately apparent. It helped that I was drawing on the back of some veneered display card, so the pen slid across the surface like the proverbial and I suddenly had this inkling that I might be able to do more with this art lark than just as a hobby. Fast forward twenty five years and it’s still a hobby, but I still love doing it, and I sometimes wonder if I’d ‘made it’ as an artist the demands of having to draw something/anything just to turn a coin would have corrupted my passion for it.