Once a week I like to look back at my London years. I miss my friends and walking around.
I illustrate, ink and (used to) paste away around London streets. Cities should not exist to begin with, defacing them in any way is just a beautiful crime. Then I realised I didn't particularly enjoy living in big cities, all that glossy grim and detachment rubs in so I moved to a fawaway desert-land where I don't feel the need to beautify corners.
Trees grow out of rocks in here. How can anyone top that?
7' tall 'Essence' at Upfest Festival in Bristol'09