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I never thought I’d identify with Cindy Lou, but there you go.

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Hmm, spot the super subtle Hark! A Vagrant/@beatonna influence if you can..
I never thought I’d identify with Cindy Lou, but there you go.
Some more film posters, of varying success. I feel like my last El Dorado one definitely shows my development as an artist, so subtle yet so powerful. Plz love me
Started a society where we literally just watch films in uni. I mostly just make the posters two days before the event, at 3am.
It’s going surprisingly well.
Less shitty sketches from Barcelona.
In order:
(1&2) La Nena, the most amazing chocolate shop ever in Gracia. It had a dude playing piano in it. My god now i want churros and suis.
(3) Museu Nacional d'Art de Catalunya, way too expensive to go into, but had a delightful foyer with free wifi.
(4&5) Beach. I swear to god I’ve never hated the words ‘cerveza’ ‘mojito’ or ‘agua’ more in my life thanks to the 50 dudes walking up and down trying to sell you shit.
(6) The ‘fire walk’ of La Mercé Festival, as viewed from Costa because you literally could not move for people. Shooting fireworks into the crowd, because health and safety? Never heard of it. <3
Shitty doodles from Brighton/being on trains. Seagulls in Brighton are fucking nuts
Doodlin’ owls. Because owls
Hardeehar
If I even get to this hand in, let alone pass, it’ll be a miracle.
It’s getting to that stage in the night where I find this hilarious.
Fuck side fringes.
I pretend like I’m doing a graphic novel version of Hamlet for uni, when in reality I’m just illustrating my life and dislike for everything.
Grumpy Hamlet is my true form.
Perhaps it’s the Shakespeare I’ve misquothed, or the 2am deliria, but hey it’s Hamlet and Ophelia as drawn and not totally despised by me.
Like, 3 weeks late, but hey.
Getting there.
Pretending to be productive by making a month late birthday mini zine for my friend. Jafar disapproves.
Doodly bits from various half-sketchbooks, covering such fascinating mysteries as ‘Who’s Carlos?’ and ‘Who the fuck let jackhammers into Stansted at 7am?’
Today I discovered flying fish.
A small sample of my last project - as yet unfinished, naturally - which is cataloguing the bizarrely offensive things my housemates say to each other.
It's ridiculously fun to document, so I'll probably try keep it going for a while, if only to keep me sane.
It amused me how deceptively organised my desk suddenly looked when I put my laptop on it. Lies and deception.