I would open the window, look out towards the tall trees of the park, smell the dewy morning air, listen to the birds, watch the streetlights slowly flicker off, one by one.
Your drawings are incredible. The format/style puts me in mind of Paul Madonna, no doubt a very conscious influence on your work. Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment on my blog!
thanks! yes i’m a fan of paul madonna’s style (being, as i’ve said before, the inspiration for me switching off the colour and adding words) since i came across his book while on the sketchcrawl some months back, but mine’s more like the beano in comparison, or the beano written by ringo starr.
I wanted to add words for ages (I love belgian BD), but was (and am still) afraid of doing so, for words are easier to misinterpret. Like in these ‘you see, davis’ experiments, the words have absolutely zero to do with the picture and should not be read while looking at the image (this from the instructions by the lyrics on the sleeves of Pulp albums). But one cannot detach, and is compelled to look for links. My new stuff might be in a different language, so as not to confuse people. Walloons, perhaps.
The new blog looks great. I love this bus too: the street does look deserted. I especially like that very cool shadow.
I love this. Such a beautiful image and sentiment. Makes me want to get up early…and that takes a lot.
thank you!! that bus, it just sits there unused on that street, it looks like an old schoolbus, but school’s been out a long time.
Your drawings are incredible. The format/style puts me in mind of Paul Madonna, no doubt a very conscious influence on your work. Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment on my blog!
thanks! yes i’m a fan of paul madonna’s style (being, as i’ve said before, the inspiration for me switching off the colour and adding words) since i came across his book while on the sketchcrawl some months back, but mine’s more like the beano in comparison, or the beano written by ringo starr.
I wanted to add words for ages (I love belgian BD), but was (and am still) afraid of doing so, for words are easier to misinterpret. Like in these ‘you see, davis’ experiments, the words have absolutely zero to do with the picture and should not be read while looking at the image (this from the instructions by the lyrics on the sleeves of Pulp albums). But one cannot detach, and is compelled to look for links. My new stuff might be in a different language, so as not to confuse people. Walloons, perhaps.