hands

Enter the Vortex

So here’s the posters I designed for two gigs I’m helping to put on- one in London, the other in Margate. As per the press release “Girl Sweat is the ever-changing garage-noise project fronted by the 6ft 5” beast that is ‘Sweat’” along with the fine collection of psych and drone weirdos assembled in support. My brief for the poster was “illuminati/masons cult shit”. I hope I delivered.... Read More...

Wooden hands

I got a short notice illustration job this week for images for Christmas greetings from Buildopia, an Italian eco-building company. They specialise in wood and their slogan translates as "the building game". ... Read More...

“I cried for madder music and for stronger wine”

I have Bacchae prints available again. The text says "I caught this young lion myself without a trap". Based on the scene from Euripides' Bacchae where Pentheus' mother tears her own son's head off with her bare hands while under Dionysus' spell and parades it round the stage. Available from me as a print here for £6 or £12 depending on size. Ideal festive gift for all, look how red it is.... Read More...

The risograph lives again (after a fashion)

About five years ago I did two risograph prints, one based on Diana Wynne Jones' Fire and Hemlock, and the other on Euripides' Bacchae. Each print was an edition of 50, and I sold all of them a long a time ago (except for a couple of copies I kept for myself). Now I have a giclée printer though, I have resurrected them as a new edition. This time they're printed on Canson Infinity rag museum paper, which is an acid free and archival watercolour paper for fine art digital printing.... Read More...

Bacchae prints for sale

I still have a couple of these 22x25 cm / 8.5x9.5" risograph prints based on the Bacchae by Euripedes left. The text says "ἔμαρψα τόνδ᾽ ἄνευ βρόχων λέοντος ἀγροτέρου νέον ἶνιν ὡς ὁρᾶν πάρα." which means "I caught this young lion by myself, without a trap". Pentheus' mother, having run off into the woods with Dionysus to be a maenad, kills her son in a frenzy because she thinks he's a lion, and then parades his head around the stage boasting about the lion she's killed. That old plot cliché.... Read More...