Doodles in the margin from an artist living and working in the Scottish Borders.

Wednesday, 28 December 2011

Saturday, 24 December 2011

Paws For Thought

It's probably about time to stop work for the holidays and have a glass of something red and fortifying.

Thank you to everyone who stops by from time to time and has a look at what I do, your interest is very welcome. I hope you like at least some of what you see. Thanks too to the many, many fantastic artists I've been following this year, your work has been inspiring and daunting in equal measures.

Just a quick preview of what's coming up in the near future, for which I have made my blog tantalisingly wider.

Merry Christmas to you all. It's a pleasure to share an internet with you.

Draw Hellboy

A quick Hellboy sketch for @themooks 'drawhellboy' hashtag thing on Twitter. Get me.

And a quick colouring job I did on Christmas morning. I woke up thinking about it.

Thursday, 22 December 2011

Handsome People - Gail.

Gail with the Golden Hair. 

She goes barmy in the end.

Out in the red rock desert   /   sitting on the roof of my car
drinking cans of warm beer   /   watching the sky get dark
Gail and I shot our empties  /    with an old, rusted rifle
Her golden hair went flying   /    like a wild, brush fire

CHORUS: when the mountains turned red at dusk

time passed in the burning desert  /  & the tumbleweeds they tumbled
we lay in a golden fire  /  as the screaming buzzards circled
far down in the darkened valley   /  the city lights still twinkled
but my eyes saw only Gail    /   and her hair in golden fire

CHORUS: when the mountains turned red at dusk

but the fire burned right through her  /  Gail followed unseen voices
they led her to the city  /   deep in the darkened valley
I drove circles through the alleys   /    calling my burning lover
but Gail ran deeper in the gloom  /   screaming at the street lights
and I lost her there forever   /   deep in the valley’s darkness
my Gail with the golden hair   /   that burned as bright as fire

CHORUS: when the mountains turned red at dusk
Lyrics by Renee Sparks.

Wednesday, 21 December 2011


A meeting at the crossroads.

I'm practising computer colouring by doing something else but I got sidetracked into colouring this because I wanted to see how it turned out.

Monday, 5 December 2011

Hubert Sumlin

Hubert Sumlin, long-time guitarist for Howlin' Wolf, has died at the age of 80. There were few electric blues guitarists more electric. 


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