The magazine that is..... a slight diversion in style towards a more cartoony approach for this.
Whats the point of art school? Look closely and you'll see sheep pickling, just sitting, making something out of found body hair, and interpreting the naked body in paint. Ah, golden years.
Sorry for the lack of blog posts of late - been working on some exciting new things which will be revealed over the next few weeks. In the meantime I went outside and got on a train and watched the sunrise over the gentle hillocks of Kent whilst speeding backwards to London.
There are still sleeping people on the train. Heres 4 pages of muttering, swaying dreamers.