Friday, 21 April 2017

The inside of my head

over the period of a year i recorded how i felt on index cards every morning

i  also made a daily drawing of my right hand

i have yet to analyse this year as data

and correlate the findings

i am presuming the marks will reveal a clue to my feelings on any given day elaborating what is written in words 

Daily Bread

each day i draw bread


a large canvas placed in my hallway for a few months
everytime i pass i wipe a pencil along it
everytime the dog passes she shakes the river dart all over it
i have begun to erase the tracks of the pencil as i make more
the family traffic disturbs more of them
i try to find them again
tracing them with another pencil

the constant search for the track or path to follow is redolent of my current existence
as i repeatedly register and re-register the lines there emerges an index of preformed routes
the research is ongoing
the findings are not conclusive
they just lead to more lines

and then the lines become words here

the niggling issues emerge as i work
i made a border of masking tape and so although this is an experimental investigative piece i still employed formalities like a clean framed boundary and a canvas support
i am uncomfortable about the need to use a pencil
the generation of marks should emerge directly from the family movement
it feels as though a step has been breached


Map of desire lines

Saturday, 9 April 2016

Friday, 18 March 2016

Drawing meets meditation

Exploring drawing has taken me down lots
of little paths and some big ones too.
One of the least trodden is the idea that
drawing is a form of meditation.  In its action
and in its reading.  I say least trodden because
I find the idea so special and meaningful I rarely
make an obvious point of it in my work.
But it's always there, this latent, magical,
intangible benefit to me, the drawer and also - in
experiencing the drawing - the viewer.
The process as I have discovered over the years is
twofold.  As I draw I benefit from a deep connection
with my being self.  My bodily activity feeds back to my meditative mind an
essence of presence, an ability to remain in the moment only noticing my
marks, the sound of my pencil, the touch of the paper....  In turn this state of
meditation is where I can override the doubt, the thinking me's critical
turgid stream of negativity, the block, the fear;  it doesn't matter what
or how I'm drawing or why, the only thing of importance in that moment is the
And so it brings me to the project I have been working on with Tonja Mills,
a great friend of mine who has been exploring meditation and well being for
a long time.  We have created a series of workshops, retreats, and courses
providing the space and tools to enable this phenomenal process.
We've put the information here:
It would be great if you could share it around, we would really like this to grow
and be able to offer it widely.
I am also exploring the idea of how the activity of drawing (mindfully) can
release ideas and what its importance is in the process of art making.  It's not
new territory but it's a culmination of where the performative aspect of
my drawing has been going for quite a while.  I'll put up some of the research
images in my next blog.
If I get time...........................!

Thursday, 25 February 2016










             every time














time of year
the weather

the only constant

is the paper

the room

and the stick

of loyal graphite