You won’t be seeing this one…


Here’s one of my drawings that did not make the ‘cut’ for my exhibition that opens tomorrow at the Gardens Gallery. It will be there but not in a frame on the wall as it is one a few that’s not finished. I’ll be taking it along to see if I can rescue it. There’s much renovation needed to the work.

It’s one of the drawings in the ‘Pont’ series about the British Character. His original was entitled ” A liking for wooden beams” and looked nothing like this one, it was better for a start! That aside it is quite close to my heart this week having just moved house, fortunately not to somewhere quite as run down as this, though in our search for somewhere new to live we’ve seen stuff that is mind bogglingly run-down. The estate agents still seem able to find adjectives that make them sound acceptable. ” In need of some updating” should read “In need of a large bulldozer” in some cases.

I’ll be working on this drawing to see if I can renovate during my stay at the gallery. Why not pop in sometime? I’ll be there till the 22nd, so a week to get it right, or start again.


Why the bear?

Someone was rather taken by my drawing of the loft here in the poster, and never mentioned the bear. How did it get there and is it real? Well, bears do not thrive in loft spaces so it’s not recommended. This is a wooden bear and probably arrived there in my subconscious when I did the rough idea for this. My Uncle Edward and Auntie Anne had a bear like this, beautifully crafted in a dark wood, must have weighed a ton, as we say. It lived at the foot of their stairs in Warrington where my dear Uncle was a proper doctor. Some of my cousins from those days emigrated to Canada, and I believe the bear is out there somewhere now, with them. Canada: best place for a bear to feel at home, much better than a loft or my subconscious.


Another to see

This is the line work for one of the drawings about the British Character, the final piece is framed and ready to display from Wednesday next week. You can see loads more either at the show or if you can't get there drop into my website

I will be there every day, for most of the day, looking forward to seeing old friends and making new ones.

Come and see Emma next week.


My exhibition here in Cheltenham starts next Wednesday the 16th. Apart from a series about The British Character, cartoons that are a homage to the 1930s cartoonist ‘Pont’, there are a number on Apt names and Emma is one. She’s an expert upholsterer with the surname Royd. See where I’m coming from? The original and many others will be on display and for sale at the show. It’s free and I’ll be there, thinking up other silly ideas to bother people with.


The Big Family Picnic: The Aftermath

This sounds like a lot of picnics to me! But as this person is in the USA there’s no mention of torrential rain.


idiotprufs nerds A lovely family having a picnic–this is not your family.

The big family picnic has hit your community like a tsunami and is now slowly receding back into the ocean.

Your local emergency room has been taken off high alert and much of their staff has been given a well deserved vacation.

Once again your family has overtaxed their staff, frayed their nerves, and extinguished their stock of gauze, sutures and eye patches.

They’ve treated various members of your family for the following injuries, ailments, and assorted issues:

  • Contusions.
  • Abrasions.
  • Cuts.
  • Lacerations.
  • Puncture wounds.
  • Broken bones.
  • Bone bruises.
  • Minor burns.
  • Severe burns.
  • Indian burns–you have an uncle who’s a jackass. (Actually you have several.)
  • Food poisoning.
  • Alcohol poisoning.
  • Lead poisoning.
  • Radiation poisoning.
  • Smoke inhalation.
  • Bite wounds–some animal, some human, some unidentifiable, and one that appears to be from a Bigfoot.
  • Stab wounds.
  • Gunshot wounds.
  • Crossbow wounds.
  • Ax wounds.
  • One particularly…

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