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What Housemartins Song Is This?

05 Wednesday Sep 2018

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Art, Drawing, pen, Pencil, Sheep’s skull, Sketchtember

A pen and pencil sketch of a chap we brought back from Cumbria a couple of years ago. This skull is very interesting to draw – lots of fiddly curved bits of bone.

I think I’ll pick something less tricky tomorrow.

Take me to your leader.

04 Tuesday Sep 2018

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Art, Drawing, Petrol Pump, sketching, Sketchtember, uk

A bit of a rushed effort this evening – too much other stuff to get done. It’s a shame I couldn’t spend more time on this because it’s a great image. This, as you probably can’t tell, is an old abandoned petrol pump! Although it does look somewhat alien/robotic.

The Humans Are Dead.

03 Monday Sep 2018

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Art, Drawing, Flight Of The Conchords, Robot, Sketchtember, uk

I’ve been mega busy today, and I still have stuff to do, but I’m glad I found some time to sketch this.

I’m pretty stressed at the moment, but I’m finding drawing quite therapeutic. This one is of a posable figure that I have. It was initially a pencil sketch that I then went over with some Staedtler fibre tip pens.

I hope you all like the Flight Of The Conchords quote.

Sketchtember is great. I have no idea what I’ll be drawing tomorrow.

A picture of Folk.

02 Sunday Sep 2018

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Art, Birmingham, Drawing, Moseley, Moseley Folk Festival, sketching, Sketchtember, uk

Apologies for the awful pun, but I couldn’t resist as I’m at the Moseley Folk Festival today.

This sketch was another 15-20 minute jobbie. It was a lot harder than the Brian sketch as I felt very self-conscious as people were all around me and people tend to move, a lot!

This one is also pencil, I may add some inks later to give it some more depth.

Im really enjoying this so far; I forgot how good it feels to draw.

Brian in Sketchtember

01 Saturday Sep 2018

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Art, Birmingham, cats, Drawing, sketching, Sketchtember

Time for me to put my money where my mouth is and to post my first sketch for Sketchtember.

Here you can see our family cat, Brian, in all his glory. This was quite a quick sketch, about 15-20 minutes using an H pencil which was the first pencil I could find as my daughter has most of the art stuff squirrelled away in her room.

When I was younger, I used to draw all the time; I was very much like my daughter in that I would draw for hours every day for the sheer joy of it. These days I rarely draw anything, so I’m hoping that Sketchtember will reignite my love of drawing.

I hope you enjoy this.

Sketchtember

31 Friday Aug 2018

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creativity, Drawing, fun, september, sketching, worldwide

You don’t need to be confident about your drawing, or even feel that you can draw – everyone can draw, to enjoy sketching. Get those pencils out and recapture the freedom and joy of mark making. Sketchtember is a great idea.

No Profit In Pain

05 Thursday Jul 2018

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The NHS is 70 years old today, something we should all be very proud of. I’ve been fortunate to only have a few dealings with the NHS over the years and, apart from one over-enthusiastic nurse and an errant needle, I’ve been very pleased with the level of service and care received. My father was diagnosed with polycystic kidneys in the early 90’s and was hospitalised at one point when he was in considerable pain and passing blood in his urine. The staff, from the paramedics that delivered him to A & E to the consultants that identified the problem, were incredible, especially considering the filthy jokes my dad insisted on telling anyone who got too close to his bed – a side effect of the pain relief, that’s a lack of inhibitions, not the need to tell filthy jokes. My dad continued to have problems with his kidneys and eventually had dialysis and finally a transplant that continues to function perfectly to this day. More recently, my dad, again, was rushed to the hospital. This time it was because an idiot in his 30’s tried to impress his girlfriend by completing a sudden U-turn on a blind corner. My dad promptly drove his motorbike into the side of the car. Luckily my dad only suffered severe bruising, cuts and grazes, and the loss of his prized motorcycling jacket which the paramedics had to cut off of him and the motorcycle he wore it on. Once again the treatment he received was world-class and free. Let’s hold that thought for a minute, free. Our Health Service is free at the point of use. Yes, we pay for our care, and the care of others, through National Insurance contributions, but when we are treated there is no charge. The staff that deal with us are underpaid and overworked and yet they, on the whole, deliver an incredible service. There is nowhere else in the world where this happens. We all have stories like mine. There’s not one family in the UK that hasn’t been touched by the NHS. We should all feel proud of this incredible organisation and, along with birthday greetings, give the NHS as much support as we possibly can. After all, there are people out there, I’m looking at you the Tory Party, Richard Branson, Big Business etc. that want to dismantle it for financial gain. With all this very much in mind, Gruff Rhys has recorded, No Profit In Pain, a love letter to the NHS that calls on us all to fight to preserve it. Listen to the track, hug a nurse, hassle your MP, but above all SAVE OUR NHS.https://youtu.be/P_NWu6S1pYc

Splinter Magazine

02 Monday Jul 2018

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1990’s, Andy Winter, Bands, Interviews, Music, Northampton, Reviews, Splinter Magazine, uk

I feel very honoured to have played a small part in the short but dazzling life of Splinter Magazine.

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Andy Winter, as part of his new site, lays out the fun, sweat and tears that were integral to its inception and subsequent issues. Andy and the backroom team worked their sweaty little balls off every month to get a rather wonderful, scathing, joyous, flawed magazine out most months. I fear that the majority of poor spelling and grammar was down to yours truly, but by Lemmy’s mole it was a wonderful, terrifying, possibly illegal, crazy time.

Huge thanks to Andy for taking me on and putting in the hours and mentioning me in such glowing terms in this piece. God, I miss those days. Hopefully, those that I offended have since received the medical support that they so desperately needed.

Check out Andy’s retelling of those heady days in the 90’s on his new site that covers comics, film, podcasts and a whole host of stuff. Just click here.

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About TSFG

14 Thursday Jun 2018

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The rather wonderful Tindal Street Fiction Group, of which I am a member, currently has a vacancy. Check out the website for full details.

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The Man Who Mistook His Vote For An Instruction

13 Wednesday Jun 2018

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Check out Yasmin Ali’s new blog. If this first story is anything to go by, it’s going to be a corker.

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Derek was a man of clear views, forcefully expressed. Janet had come to know this well. In the early years of their married life, Janet had listened to what Derek had to say, often nodding to signal agreement, when in truth she had no strong opinions on Aston Villa, Reginald Maudling, or the merits of imperial measurements.  Sometimes, foolish young woman that she once was, she tried to argue with him.   Perhaps not argue, so much as try to dispel his anxiety.  Of course it was exasperating that the supposedly dead Bobby Ewing had suddenly walked out of the shower in Dallas, she would soothe, but did it really matter?

Janet no longer made the effort.  Derek’s explosions were many, but short lived.  She had come to regard them as being like steam released from a valve in a pressure cooker.  Within Derek’s brain…

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