#33 / Bébé D’Or

#33 / Bébé D’Or

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Unfortunately, after leaving school at midday for his lunch back at home, our son fell ill with a migraine and had to stay at home for the afternoon. I took the opportunity to paint him while he was sleeping quietly under the duvet in the spare room. Most of the time he’s running around trying to be a dinosaur and when he’s not doing that he’s at school (probably running around trying to be a dinosaur there too)

#32 / Sitting, waiting

#32 / Sitting, waiting

A bit of a departure from my usual work, I’m looking at line, blocks of colour, ways of depicting the human form and the way that abstraction relates to existentialism. (I hate talking in that way, it reminds me of a lot of guff that was bandied about at art school when I took my degree… still, it is the syntax I am used to in this context)

This man was sitting in a café in Saint Remy de Provence looking distinctly uneasy. He was one of a number of people I was sketching as I sat down for a coffee. Others were eating with friends or family. Some were sitting alone, comfortable in their own skin, but this man caught my eye and presented a potential subject