I have learnt over the years that it takes no more than a coffee shop environment and a nice book to create a magnetic pull between pencil and paper. I think it's something to do with the lounge music... before I know it my hand will be scrawling across the length of sketchbook page, manically colouring in with the same care to detail as a three year old. I never plan what will be drawn, instead allowing the pictures to organically fall from my pencils as a reflection of what is flitting across my mind at that moment in time.
The above illustration was created whilst I was speaking on the phone enjoying a coffee. I think the state of relaxation I fall into in these situations just brings out of me the most random of thoughts. Don't ask why I have written, "Quite a bit away... Run too far from us all to the Baftas. Visually really nice, but I love the way the world walked away and caught us all naked!"
Definitely going mad.
