After some pleasant responses to my last set of drawings from the past I thought I’d go for a zequel. Again, some doodles from various jobs or speculative efforts drawn from the murky mists of time (or even the odd memory stick). And hey, I’ve even chucked in a rough pencil drawing. I’m really making myself vulnerable and opening up now. Be kind, dear digital friends. (Weak simpering smile.)
The Swimmer is particularly brilliant.
Thanks, Stuart. At the time I thought I could make that into a poster, and sell it to hip n’ trendy people across the UK land. I’m probably overestimating my hip n’ trendy appeal, aren’t I? …or maybe I’m not! (Adopts leaning-against-wall pose and clicks fingers, a la Gene Kelly.)