Some illustrations today for Deb's forthcoming poetry collection, I Slip into French like Tolstoy.
You may recognise the figure in the lower drawing. I love ink drawings because the medium is so expressive. There is no escape from the line. It can't be changed and is super-sensitive so must reflect exactly one's feelings in the moment.
I drew 20 or 30 drawings for the poems while listening to Bowie's Low. I haven't drawn in a long time, it was a welcome escape.
