The Eye Cons - Collection of Drawings & Sketches

68 page available either Hardback/Softback collection of my recent Drawings and Sketches (Picked from 2012-2015) Demons, Naked Ladies, Confused Ducks and all kinds of metaphorical mischief. PM me on Facebook if you want a copy. My email is fucked at the moment, so FB is the best place to contact me.

The Foreword...

...And page 3 (Detail)...

Jan 25 2015

Sketches January 2015

Confused Ramblings With a Good Cartoon...

This is one of my personal favourite Sketchbook Drawings...

"When I Think..."

"When I think", huh? I still like this one. Not sure where it "came from" but sometimes I value simplicity of execution along with complexity of ideas as the definition of Great Cartooning. Don't worry, this ain't another lazy exercise in hubris - I'm a million miles away from being that good...

The point is that these days I am aware that my work lacks the depth & passion of the last couple of years when I finally surrendered to my id and became the Cartoonist that I always wanted to be.

It took years of struggle an' shit, but Fuck It - Here I am! Or there I was...

I was trying to explain this lack of, uh... passion the other day to a female friend who has conventional religious beliefs, and she found it difficult to understand that God exists in the World of my Cartoons but not in my life. It makes sense to me.

To be continued...

"An Angel Passed By And Said He Loved Her..."

If you follow this stuff then you'll know that some of my "Gung Ho" attitude, or whatever the fuck I have, has been missing these past 6 months. Since my wife, Rachel was taken from me.

I have had a hole torn out of me and it is not easy to either describe or deal with, and I have trawled depths of depair, suicide, alcoholism and self indulgence, along paths I would rather not have crawled just yet over these past months.

In the meantime I try to draw "funny" pictures and live, and work, and do what needs to be done. (Someone said recently that my stuff was often "too intense") Maybe I should concentrate more on the "funny"?

But indulge me...

Anyway, out of all this Chaos I have drawn another "Angel". One of my favourites. Perhaps one day some of that "Gung Ho" fire and inspiration will return.

I fucking hope so.

"He Plays Her Like a Violin..."

"My work is my diary"... I write stuff down occasionally, but usually it's the stream of "subconscious" drawings seeping onto Sketchbook paper that documents the oblique mess, my "Stains of Time" that is my general movement between dream, reality and the Ether of the Drawing Zone. Heavy Shit, huh?

And despite the anatomical errors in this picture, I still like it for the concept and colour.

"He plays her like a violin"....