Tuesday, 24 February 2009

Ink Drawings

Actual Goo

It's weird to see this in the flesh.
"I stole my sister's boyfriend. It was all whirlwind, heat, and flash. Within a week we killed my parents and hit the road."


I've taken to making my own sketch books. It's a satisfying little process, and allows you to publish yourself, which is always nice. The only problem i've found is totally filling them up afterwards..


I've grown very fond of using ink recently, as I like its tendancy to have a life of its own and the fact you can use it neat or water it down to within an inch of its life.

The Raven

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'