A poem written by Megan Wallace, the talented founder and editor of Spectrum Zine, an online publication testing the boundaries of where queer feminism can go. The words were inspired by Rossetti’s Goblin Market, a literary gem in erotic poetry that is swathed in metaphor.
I created three panels illustrating the poem that are intended to be read in a cycle- endlessly repeating.
As we walked hand-in-hand and silent,
basking in the streetlamp’s judgmental glare,
I would watch the interlocking shapes of our shadows
keeping time on the pavement.
Later, I traced eternity with my eyes shut,
following the outlines of your body
as we lay in the wrinkled sheets
of my single bed.
I will lay my body down,
I will stretch my legs out
as wide as they will go
I will wrap my arms around you
to form a bridge
between then and now
This piece was requested by a friend, after I babbled at her about the greatness of recording something once hurtful in a drawing- for me when I doodle like this- the painful event becomes something distant and other than myself.
” Can you not show your affection so much, when I am trying hard to care less “
I’ve been re-hashing some old drawings of cranes and planes to try and make snazzy new business cards for Acies Co, but I’m struggling to find a design that is striking and minimal at the same time. I love the interconnecting lines on this one and the asymmetry.
Alongside mustard, teal is another favourite colour, it’s cold and warm simultaneously and is used far too little!
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I always sign off my drawings with a little mark, and to be honest I usually edit it out when it’s all finished, but it’s a therapeutic ‘yes I am happy with this’ act to scratch in my initial. In my pieces for my unisex clothing brand, Acies Co, all apparel has a tiny sigil, a branding that shows its been hand-made. In this drawing I played around with colour, and surprise, surprise used mustard as a backdrop. The sigil came from a drawing class in which I was told I was ‘uptight’, I had to create something that represented my energy is a single mark. This angular form represents my stressed and anxious self, and although not abstract or expressive it really does sum me up!
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This weird guy started off as a doodle, a friend of mine has created a soundcloud to publish his Acid House music and I wanted to draw something weird and wonderful as a bit of cover art. I turned the face into a candle for a bit of a joke, I’m now thinking of doing a series of inanimate objects that are actually in pain while you use them! Maybe for next Halloween?
You can see I didn’t really edit much, just filled in the face with a waxy colour to give it a real candle glow!
A companion piece to the ‘has anything changed’ drawing, actually drew this first and then decided a companion would be nice. A quote again taken from life, ‘”You’re still so tanned from your holiday”, “Oh, it’s because I dream of the sunlight on my skin”.
I’ve been trying to listen out for lovely little phrases people say, the beautiful can be found in the mundane.
I’ve been experimenting with using dotted background to give my characters a bit more of a grounding, sometimes I feel they’re floating away in space with no solid thing to tether them to!
Writing quotes around the edges of pieces also creates a frame, this piece reads – ‘He spoke so softly as he held me. “I’ve missed your voice.” In the morning I asked if anything had changed. “No.”‘
My flatmate coined the phrase jollancholly- and this drawing is on that theme. Everyone has been told they’re not wanted, in many different contexts, but each time it happens it still snags just the same!
What you’re looking at here, is grade A procrastination! I doodled two falling ladies after peeking at a distant friend’s Instagram in which her new style of illustration, with dynamic and animated women are going down a storm. People always bounce off each other, and I’m proud to say I now have a group of people that I can send my work to, and they send theirs to me.
A collective in the truest sense of the word, sponsors creativity and builds lasting friendships.
Recently I’ve been experimenting with these kind of funky patterns, inspired by various things, firstly Matisse and his famous cut-outs, the falling leaves of Autumn and experiments in automatic drawing and letting my hand do all the work and my mind rest a little! I just scan them in and tend to colour the spiky shapes in black by hand, but the rest of the block colours are just quick experiments in Photoshop! So easy and simple but they are cheerful little patterns!
For this illustration I wanted to create something beautiful and delicate contrasted with something scratchy and obtrusive, I wanted to create an image of re-growth, but with scars still present from an horrific event.
The font was a really important aspect of this piece, I wanted to create something really jarring against the leafy nude.
I also wanted the text to be black as night, so the contrast is as high as it can go, so the nude doesn’t get lost amid this loud text, I decided to paint a red watercolour streak over the figure, it does look like menstrual blood, and alongside the theme of the poem I feel it’s both beautiful and grotesque. I ramped up the contrast on this too, to make the whole composition really pop.
Finally, I played around with the layout of the text, placing it over and beneath the figure, before deciding that in the white space beneath her leg was best, the text looks almost bark like, like the foundations for this blooming nude.