
/ˈdrɔː(r)ɪŋ/
noun
1. a picture or diagram made with a pencil, pen, or crayon rather than paint.
“a series of charcoal drawings on white paper”
synonyms: sketch, picture, illustration, representation, portrayal, delineation, depiction, composition, study, diagram, outline, design, plan, artist’s impression; tracing
“he did a pencil drawing of the house”
2. an instance of selecting the winner or winners in a lottery or raffle.
“entrants need not be present at the drawing”

Incorporating Dismaland visit and the completion of the pub drawing.
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Other 365 drawings can be found here.















Again, who cares if I’m not daily. This collection contains drawings made during our 2 week family holiday to St. Ives Bay between Gwithian and Hayle. We had a wonderful time and it was something all of us needed after a particularly textural year. My only regret with these is I didn’t take any colour facility, but I was resting.
All images link through to the Instagram post from whence they came. An angel meets a fairy every time you click through and give one of the drawings a like.












“No, Homer, very few cartoons go out live, it’s a terrible strain on the animator’s wrist.”
After some interesting conversations with friends and some on-line encouragement I’ve decided to start the Animated Journal again.
As always it was always about turning the process of animation into an accessible and ephemeral thing rather than the extremely lengthy and complicated process of tradition, and to really try to show how something felt in a particular moment.
These are from elements captured in Leigh Woods a few weeks ago.
Since I completed the first one we’ve had the progression of things like Vine and Instagram video which mean many more people have been playing and being very creative with the very short form. You can find the original Journal here.
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Progress, progress, limping into action. Always reminding myself how it gets easier the more often I do it so it encourages me to keep going. The pockets of time are there it is usually just a question of being ruthless with oneself.
So if drawing had value even when it was practised by people with no talent, it was for Ruskin because drawing can teach us to see: to notice properly rather than gaze absentmindedly. In the process of recreating with our own hand what lies before our eyes, we naturally move from a position of observing beauty in a loose way to one where we acquire a deep understanding of its parts.
Couple this with the basic idea of habit forming and applied consistency:
Let no youth have any anxiety about the upshot of his education, whatever the line of it may be. If he keep faithfully busy each hour of the working-day, he may safely leave the final result to itself. He can with perfect certainty count on waking up some fine morning, to find himself one of the competent ones of his generation, in whatever pursuit he may have singled out. Silently, between all the details of his business, the power of judging in all that class of matter will have built itself up within him as a possession that will never pass away. Young people should know this truth in advance. The ignorance of it has probably engendered more discouragement and faint-heartedness in youths embarking on arduous careers than all other causes put together.
Maybe that inspires you. Who knows.
Back to my efforts. As ever there is a link to the Instagram post in the caption of the picture:






There’s good few months between the first and the last on this post. I have mentioned the events over the winter which have compromised my progress somewhat.
A 365 daily drawing project begun in good faith, but thwarted by life, death, progress and other forces. I have since scaled it back to “regular” but I still aim to fulfil the 365 target.
The process has thrown up so many unexpected things, ideas, personal development, a noticing of what I notice, discovery of stories, and connection with other people, none of which would have happened otherwise. So I would recommend trying it, as long as time keeping is your strong point and don’t value your sanity much.
Now dust had settled I recommence with added perspective and purpose.
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“Thek [was] an avid keeper of journals, producing over a hundred between 1969 and 1980. Complex and varied, the journals form an intimate and often intense portrait of an energetic mind. Most are written in ordinary school notebooks, with routine accounts of Thek’s days punctuated by emotionally raw passages of self-reflection, analysis of his closest (and, at times, most troubled) personal relationships, and as time progressed, evidence of a growing paranoia. In perfect script, he copied page after page of writings that he admired by Saint Augustine, Ananda K. Coomaraswamy, William Blake, and others. Copying was clearly a meditation for him, a spiritual exercise and, as such, an antidote to anxiety and to what he knew was his own pettiness and anger. But the journals are full of moments of joyful exuberance and artistic bravura as well: celebrations of sex, silly word games, and a range of visual expression, from simple marks and comic sketches to intimate, exquisite watercolors of the sea.”