For my last post in this update binge, here's a papercut I made for my grandma two weeks ago. My mum called to say she'd had a fall and was in hospital, but not expected to last long. She booked us a train down for the next day and I got to packing, which left a long quiet evening wishing I was already with her. So I sat down and made her this. It's not perfect at all - I've worked out a 300% better way to stick down papercuts since then, and the artwork is pretty much straight copied from an illustration in a book - but I found the devotional aspect of relatively mindless activity focussed me and calmed me. My grandma taught me to knit and sewed countless quilts for her large family by hand, hence the image.
We drove 3 hours from the train station to get to the hospital at 2am - she actually held on until after I'd come back up north and died on the Sunday morning. I put the card next to her bed - I don't think she saw it, but it was good to be with her.
First one I made, and the only thing I could think of to do with it.
First page of my new sketchbook, a quickie but like it.
detail of my favourite yet - unfortunately a rather private present for someone so this is all you're getting.
Summer 2005 - I had this bike in front of me to draw, first time I used any kind of reference in a drawing and it felt like cheating.
Summer 2005 - beginning of my thing for drawing hands.
Drawn with a biro in Barcelona, late 2006. Someone else did the lettering. Drawing with the wrong pens is so painful, and I blame this shonky effort on that. 
My grasp of perspective stalled around this time.
Sewn in my bedroom when bored I imagine. That tasteful fabric was used for my morris dancing skirt at the village fete when I was 7, fact fans.
From a comic idea I had, optimistically written in terrible Spanish.
