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My last complete illustration of 2024, Birds of Aus!
Showcasing a collection of most the wild birds I spotted whilst travelling Australia! Minus a cassowary as couldn’t really fit one in and also still not 100% convinced they are actually birds and not dinosaurs…
Available in A5, A4, & A3 online through this link to my shop!
I’m aways keen to have my artwork printed onto products outside of just art prints, but unfortunately it’s not always the most feasible or wise in terms of storage… however a product plan that has been on the agenda for bloomin ages, recently came into fruition thanks to my incredible friend and fellow illustrator Imogen Ward!
Back in October I was able to give sublimation printing a go to create coasters in 7 of my designs, and I’m super pleased with the results, the colours came out so vibrant, and they were also really enjoyable to make too!
These sold really well in person at my market stalls, so much so, that I actually sold out of 3 of the designs, but I’ve recently re-stocked and all coasters can be purchased through my online shop, ideal for easy pleaser gifts!
Here’s a list of the remaining market dates I have this year!
Due to the challenging life events that have occurred for me recently, it’s likely these will be the last market stalls I do in Bristol for at-least 6 months… or potentially ever, so catch me whilst you can!
NOVEMBER
17th Tobacco Factory, South Bristol 10am-2.30pm
23rd Made in Bradford on Avon, St Margaret's Hall 10am-3pm
24th Tobacco Factory, South Bristol 10am-2.30pm
DECEMBER
5th Boston Tea Party, Gloucester Road 5:30pm-8pm
6th Tobacco Factory, Cafe Bar 6pm-9pm
7th Bristol Vegan Fair, The Elmgrove Centre 10am-4pm
14th Made in Bristol Gift Fair, Bristol Beacon 10am-4pm
15th Tobacco Factory, South Bristol 10am-2.30pm
16th-22nd Dobbies, Thornbury 10am-5pm
As part of a therapeutic practice during this recent tumultuous period of my life, I painted my 4th skateboard deck. saying goodbye and thank you to the best housemate I’ve ever had.
I moved to Bristol just over 4 years ago, I knew barely anyone and as it was during covid-19 lockdowns, it was really hard to meet people and make friends, but then I started skating at skateparks, mostly rollerskating, but dabbled on a board too, and it contributed to about 90% of the friendships I made, even the people I lived with. I started painted skateboard decks with postcodes on them, they signified home. The first was made for my first home in Bristol where I only lived for a year, it wasn’t the cleanest of paint jobs, but a learning process for sure, much like the relationship and time I spent in that first home… I then moved into a home that I stayed up until my recent eviction, this was my personal favourite home and again reflected in the skateboard. It was my first attempt at gold leaf and it turned out pretty great! My third deck was made as a gift for my partner at the time of his childhood postcode in his requested favourite colour pallet, rainbow!
I grew up in a pretty messy family dynamic and have always had a challenging relationship with this idea of ‘home’, so saying goodbye to the best home and relationship I’ve ever had at the same time, was immensely challenging, but I feel in doing this project and dedicating time, effort, and thought to the grieving process, it’s made it somewhat more bearable.
It also reminds me of the first skateboard deck I ever designed. It was pretty different to these, a digital illustration, professionally printed rather than hand painted, of a nude female figure, with plants growing out of her head. This was done way back in 2018, and a few years later I got a simplified version of the design tattooed on to me. This has acted as a reminder, that home is in the body and mind, rather than 4 walls. It’s where I am, and I forgot that for a while. Sure a base is nice, support and a safe place, and my first ever skateboard deck has come with me to my new home whilst the rest sit in storage, but change is always inevitable, and the only place I’ll every truly be pat home, it within myself.
