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One of the last oil paintings I did before pregnancy made me have to lie down and feel sick a lot and not draw or paint for ages. Disrobing woman, 2009
2007 ‘wrestler’ drawings that evolved into their own distinct genre of elasticated linear folly
I’m doing new drawing today while the children are at school and it’s quite... treacly and complicated trying to get anything finished and be confident about it. Process is like an esoteric obstacle course.
Here’s a hominid from a few months ago. For now.
My sister @hannah_cumming painted a watercolour of me with Mousie and sketchbooks, the most precious things.
Whereas my current drawing style resembles an explosion in a scribble factory, hers is calm and contained. We are distinct but connected.