Maybe fuelled by the absurdity of the ‘Illustration’ experience in London the first thing I did back in my parent’s house in Didcot, Oxfordshire was rattle off these large and quite bonkers images of the futility of art in the local landscape……which to be fair pretty bloody accurate. Cameron is a local MP.
Crash, burn and laugh……I have no idea what I was doing…30 years old..living with my parents and drawing this stuff. My parents must have had the patience of saints.
Anyway whatever they are…..I kept them and eventually two were included in a drawing exhibition at my institution…moved to the corridor mind because they weren’t considered good enough to be in main room with the real art which I shall not describe….
