Inspired by these recent posts (here and here) I’m on a bit of a Bukowski rediscovery trip at the moment. In my twenties I went through the same phase many young men do in discovering Charles Bukowski’s work and declaring him to be the only writer they will ever need from that point forward. It does not take long to realise the folly of our ignorance and I imagine tht many like I did get rid of his books and “move on.” Recently I’ve found myself looking at his work again and seeing things I’d missed first time around. This can be attributed to having not gained enough life experience to understand what the man was saying when I was reading him in the mid-90’s, whereas now, some twenty years later, I get it. If anything, it’s hitting me harder now than it did before.
As well as being a frustrated artist, I’ve also always had an interest in graphic design, and when at school I saw that as my preferred career. Guess what? It never happened, but I’ve often made work with a consideration that it could one day be used as a book cover. What I’ve done here is take some of my drawings from the past 5 years and used them in mocked-up covers for some of Buk’s books.