Two drawings and one extremely rude box. Every original here is one of one; signed prints come in two or three sizes, depending on the piece. If something catches your eye, it’s for sale — add it to your bag.
A rubber duck catches its own reflection and does not care for the attitude. Two panels, one very small identity crisis. Read them left to right — the punchline lands on the turn.
Drawn entirely in coloured pencil — every feather is layered by hand, which is a deeply silly amount of effort to spend on a duck telling you where to go. Worth it.
The green-tiled front of a pie & mash shop that has been feeding London since before any of us were a good idea. All those hand-drawn tiles, the gold lettering, that particular municipal green — a love letter to a disappearing kind of place.
“Meal in a moment. All made daily.” Still true.
Hundreds of hand-rolled paper coils, painstakingly placed over many quiet evenings, to spell the least quiet word available. The tension between the technique and the text is the piece.
Reds and pinks for the word; a snowdrift of white quilling around it; the whole thing set into a gilded shadow-box.
Originals are one-of-one and go when they go. Prints are made to order and signed. Commissions in this same spirit are open too.