Cutting Out The Bull |
Salad Days |
Darken Our Skies |
I was having a long overdue shed tidy when I came across these snippets of work from way back when I was a young whipper-snapper. I adored my dip-pen and abused it brutally, mashed up collage and pushed oil bars around. Without wanting to sound pretentious, I was keen not to be pigeon holed, I wanted to make narrative art rather than illustration - Some things never change.
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