Justin Credible

After a bit of a search I found the chap who gave me the idea ( or the excuse to do some drawings ) for a series on names. I’m not sure if he gave me this name but he probably did. Thanks Dennis, you’ve kept me off the streets wandering around pound shops asking how much everything is.


More will follow on here as we get closer to my exhibition in August, and I’ve set up a new website, so if you feel like looking around the sort of thing that I do then drop in right here: New site

This is a “work in progress”, as is almost everything I do. However I am determined to eventually get loads of finished drawings on there, and you will be able to buy prints of some of them with a special link to a very fine print place in London : The Print Space

The link on my new site says ” Buy Fine Art Prints”. So that’s a first, my work being described as fine art. Har Har!

The greasy pole…

The greasy pole...

It’s tough at the top, or so I’m told. At the start of my career ( yeright! ) I thought that I’d be climbing the greasy pole and looking for career advancement. I ended up drawing for a living, 30 years of that exclusively freelance, and then had a career change some 11 years ago. I became an executive! I wore a tie ( a friend suggested that this was probably around my waist to keep my trousers up ) and was called an account manager.

Who were they kidding, calling me that! I know it’s sales, but so be it. So selling print became my new metier,and I loved it and still do. This does not mean that I no longer draw as is obvious from my websites and this, but at least I was not relying on it to feed the family and pay all the bills.

So I’m multi tasking, and now that I’m of an age where people of my age spend their days meandering around garden centres, I spend just 3 days a week at work and the other days back here at the drawing board.

Where am I on the greasy pole? Well, rather like that dangling rope in the gymn at school, I’ve managed to avoid it.