Thursday, 30 June 2011

An unrepeatable answer

So I asked James why fluorescent markers don't scan, ( you'd like James, he knows EVERYTHING )

And it is because they contain.. oh bugger, I've already forgotten it. Something about fluorescent stuff that reflects back as many protons as it absorbs, and you would need a scanner with a black light source to read them, but then it would only read black and white as it couldn't reflect back any colour.

I had to highlite something just for the sensation of seeing the protons do their thing. But now I feel like they are cheating my eyes, and I don't understand why.

Have a sketch. I know were I am with a sketch.

Exactly !

Tuesday, 28 June 2011

Bikers on trains

No where near as scary as 'snakes on planes'...

...but the fluorescent yellow gear still had my attention.

And, as always, the colour didn't scan. I used my best highliter pen as well. Someone explain that to me. It's like the Emperor's clothes. Maybe it just tricks us into seeing it as bright, when in fact it is mass hysteria, and one day the scales will fall from our eyes and we will see that it's just another ordinary yellow with a degree in psychology.

Can a colour do further education ? How do they pay for their digs ? A weekend job on a fruit farm ?

I'll shut up now.

Sunday, 26 June 2011

Cats and jokes and barrel scrapings.

Ha ! The sketch I was going to post, and had the writing to accompany it all sorted out for.... I haven't even scanned yet !

And as there is currently about 400 miles between me and my scanner, that's not gong to happen soonish.

So what have I got you haven't seen yet ?

Have you seen this guy taking his cat somewhere ?

Poor kitty.

Or how about this guy laughing ?

That's quite an old one, that one.

How about this one ?

The return of Bluebeard ?

Now that made me smile.

Friday, 24 June 2011

Lady in beige

Is sitting next to me ( not quite ) cheek to cheek. There's nobody here. It's just you and me....

... and your handbag.

Saturday, 18 June 2011

Didn't that hurt ?

There are a few places I can think of where having a tattoo scores high on the 'ouch' factor, and on your neck has to be right up there.

Although we can all, or course, think of worse. 

But seriously Mate, didn't that hurt ?

Thursday, 16 June 2011


Like this guy's pose, as he checked his messages.

Then he moved and I thought, "awww".... as it might have been a good sketch. Posting it anyway. Am getting into hands at the moment.

Wednesday, 15 June 2011

Rockabilly Rebels and wide mouthed frogs

You don't see many of them about here these days do you ?

Monday, 13 June 2011


They are everywhere.

Even in my pocket. I have just succumbed to the lure and acquired one. Had to be done.

I am terrified of it.

Sunday, 12 June 2011

Reading the Metro

The staple morning newsdiet of every London commuter.

This was during Obama's visit, so he was on the front page. That's him there, that scribbly bit, meeting school children or the heads of the IMF or something.

Friday, 10 June 2011

Sunday lunch - although it was more like late afternoon really.

Continuing the loose food theme of the last few posts, ( and no I don't mean grub with dubious moral standards.)

Waiting for friends at the Royal Festival Hall. Was looking down on this couple debating how much to leave as a tip.

Mmmmmmm - cappuccinos.

Then these friends sat and ate fish and chips from a stand that was part of the British seaside theme they have going on there at the moment.

Mmmmmmmmm- salty vinegaryness

Now I'm getting peckish myself.

Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Dribbly cheese

Not a good drawing, but a great moment.

This guy in the window bar of Pret-a-manger. With his melted cheese panini. lost in reading an article, his lunch held, midway to his mouth, and the cheese slowly escaping out in a thin skein.

Ha !

Two Beautiful girls

Both on the tube.

Tuesday, 7 June 2011

Comfy chairs.

The foyer seating in the Durham Radisson were uber-comfy. With these big colourful cushions that I found mesmerizingly hypnotic.

I suspect this is exactly what is wrong with my Universe at the moment. Anyone who can be that distracted by upholstery clearly needs a good hard slap.

Friday, 3 June 2011

6 of 1

Combining the 'sketch the same person several times', with the 'speed sketching' thing.

This business man, minding his own business. Liked his sort of quiff.

As he moved I started a new sketch.

And then just got faster...

And a bit cartoony...

Very pleased with last few.

Look. Two lines. A whole face in two lines. Most excellent !

( Showing my age there )

Thursday, 2 June 2011

Durham ( or the mysteries of 1st class )

Took the train to Durham last week.

NOT first class I hasten to add. A young boy, traveling with his Mother, quizzed her about that mythical place.

" What's it like in First Class ? "
" It's alright."
" Is it comfy ? "
" It's alright. "
" Are there tables ?"
" Yes. "
" Every table ? "
" Yes. "
" Every table has a chair ? "
" Yes. "
" So you've been in First class ? "
" Yes. "
" And it's alright ? "
" Yes. Do you want a sausage ? "

Wednesday, 1 June 2011


This guy was deep in reading a printout, his earnest focus in contrast to his summery day-out clothes.

He turned the papers over, started back at the beginning again, maybe this time it would stick, or make sense, or come together.

But the sun blazed outside, and those sandals had a higher purpose.