Unless you’re one of the handful of people who are close to me, you would have no idea that my life is run on impulse and middle-of-the-night needs to learn/try something new. Combine that with my tendency to hyper-focus on a task1, and the near impossible amount of bees in my bonnet, and you end up with a pretty healthy collection of half-finished or in-progress pieces strewn all over the house2.
I have no idea how or why, but sometime in the middle of painting Panda Scott parts for another one of those automatons, the urge to to make a popup book about a man-bear going on strange adventures took hold, and that’s the only thing I can think of working on now.
If there is one thing I’ve learned since I’ve started this illustration malarkey, it’s that besides my affinity for painting MMA fighters doing silly things, I also love nothing more than to paint people and things wearing costumes while in peculiar situations. So when you befriend someone who will allow you to use them as the subject for an on-going series of really random costumed shenanigans, you run with it before they realise how foolish of a decision it was to agree to let you at it. And if they, despite it all, actually start talking about future pieces and collaborations, you make damn sure to go sacrifice some piece of your soul to the altar of Thanking Your Lucky Stars: this is a rare Top Person specimen, and having them around is worth giving them a piece of yourself in return.