Frankie Baby

I'm picking out key points from Frank's Wild Years and developing the image of Frank based various interviews and and maybe a bit of Sinatra. Running with the accordion player part (even though it is chronologically incorrect - Frank finds an accordion later in a dustbin after skipping town) but the main point is that accordions are boss.


Broken Umbrellas

Frank Settled Down In The Valley...

Lonesome Train

Some general drawings, which I might use later as models for people in later drawings/paintings for 9th and Hennepin and things of that nature.

Glitter and Doom

A quick drawing of Tom Waits, the face is a bit off (the eyes, nose and mouth and the head shape mainly) but it's a drawing of Tom Waits. (Who is releasing a live album and there's a 8 track promo download on his website and I think you should download it)



Study after Saul Tepper...I'm trying to get my painting and colour mixing up to scratch. I'm also adding men with hats to my repertoire, because not many people wear the hat anymore and I can't because it will make for a flat quiff and greasy hat lining, thus I will paint the hat instead.



Study after Dean Cornwell. I'm looking at a bunch of traditional American illustrators for this project on 9th and Hennepin. They are cool and I want to be them (but not in a dead way) just wear suits and draw equally cool people wearing suits in the dark and have a mildly successful career and a mustache.


DOOM is God (kind of), but bald and fat and black and that. I fashioned a mask out of a replica helmet for a fancy dress soirée. It bruised the shit out of my nose by the end of the night and I had to stop wearing it, I say the end of the night, it was pretty early on. I cut up an old leather belt and attached it to make the holdy head bit. I need to sort the nose issue though, unless i want to look like Apollo Creed after he fought with Rocky.

Golden Axe

Look a gnome. I made it in America. I say made it, I painted it and that was it. It's a brown gnome by the way.


Prostitute Donuts

Well I had two of my sketchbooks along with the entire contents of my bag yoinked from a cloak room at a club by some strain of ninja, thus here's to a new beginning.