Drawn on the train or in bed late at night

I was practising drawing hands and got sick of just stopping at the wrist

An exercise in etching

He collects lost shoes. They keep his horns warm.
Drawn on the train or in bed late at night

I was practising drawing hands and got sick of just stopping at the wrist

An exercise in etching

He collects lost shoes. They keep his horns warm.
Another drawing from Lancaster.
I spent days etching this, and was very proud.
When the model saw it, she told me I was never to show it to her ever again.
So proud.


This was part of a series of monsters I drew. I asked my friends if anyone wanted themselves drawn as a monster. Becca got in first with “EVIL MERMAID SIREN THING”. I think it turned out pretty well
Progress from sketch, to ink, to very light colouring
These were done during my time at Lancaster, when I had quite a bit of trouble getting to sleep at night.




This work was dedicated to the third drawer, where items are amassed, unsorted and forgotten but never thrown away.
Over the years I amassed many toys I felt too protective of to throw away, but rarely took out. This work shows them growing to fill the space, losing their original form and becoming a mass of shapes competing for finite space.


I have since thrown out some of the original items but kept the statues, which effectively doubles the amount I had before.
This is from a few years ago, and was made during my first sculpture class at uni. The intention was to create a shelf that could only house very specific items, ones I had never seen before.
I’d intended on keeping the shelf and slowly filling it with items that fit – finding them perfect homes that were made for them. Unfortunately, having a shelf that has a spike at eye-height probably wouldn’t have working out for me and it’s now in pieces, ready to be reassembled someday.
This is my shelf. It was made for me.