York River Art Market

41554401_291273618357660_7760193450678419456_nHello again!

It’s been a long summer, and I don’t think I’ve spent any of it on the beach (except for one lovely afternoon in Aldeburgh, on a detour to a fish-smoking hut). I’ve been working, moving house, and getting some serious art done. Among this serious art-ing was my first ever art market, the York River Art Market. This was a wonderful day spent in the sun (and a fair buffeting of that unique York wind), chatting to passersby about my monster prints and medieval mashup cards – all of which I took along to the riverside in an old cardboard suitcase.

The day was something of a success. For me, the challenge has always been getting my work to a standard where I feel comfortable showing it publicly. I viewed my stand, a makeshift affair of garden string and a little blue table, as my own outdoor gallery. As people passed by, they stopped and asked me about the prints – where had the ideas come from? what was the process behind making them? This feels like its own victory.

Almost a year of work went into getting those prints and cards ready. Coming up with the idea for a print series and making the drawings has only been half of it. This year, I’ve also had to learn how to digitally edit my work, how to present and market my work in a way that will stand out, and how to fight down that little voice telling me people are going to laugh at me for doing this. (Actually, some people did laugh, but, as all my art has a joke in it somewhere, I take this to be a very good sign.)

A year of work went into finally getting to the next step with my artwork, but it’s been four years since I started this blog. This blog was the first step: showing my art to the internet. If you scroll back through all these posts, you come to the first pen and ink drawings, done at a university desk and intended to amuse friends and family. What follows are the pages of sketchbooks, hauled across Europe throughout a year of travelling, and finally the medieval-inspired monsters I worked on alongside my MA.

Now, as I stare down the last week and a bit until I start a PhD in Medieval literature, I can’t wait to see where these “doodles” will go next. I have monster zines and graphic novels brewing in the back of my mind, illustrated field journals and thought journals to accompany my research. I’m morphing this blog, once again, to suit the way I am using drawing in my life: welcome to my illustrated journal. I can’t wait to share it with you.


Keep an eye out.

— Drake


Doodle 09.09.16


This week I relocated to York. I left my shed, somehow managing to cram all art supplies into this tiny suitcase…

And now, instead of a shed, I have a tiny corner 😀

So, in honour of this newness, I have dedicated this post to a little piece of York. Here is my impression of York Minster:

See you next Friday 😜

Doodle 26.08.16 ft Being Buttons

Hello and welcome to a special Friday post!

Today I would like to introduce you to my good friend Buttons. Buttons likes to go on adventures and explore, whilst sampling the finer things in life, such as food. She writes about the things she finds in a blog, to be found here: Being Buttons. It is a very entertaining and inspiring read. 

A short while back, Buttons went down to the Bristol Balloon Festival and asked me to illustrate a little bit of what she saw there. So, here are some balloons, and a few glimpses of Buttons herself.

“Buttons in the Sky with Balloons” – pen and ink

“Balloons” – pen and ink

“Big Balloons” – pen and ink

“Buttons and the Balloons” – pen and ink

I hope you have enjoyed your glimpse into Buttons’ world – now go outside and enjoy the sunshine 😜

Doodle 19.08.16

Hello all you people! I finally got out of the shed and into the wide old world. I’ve been drawing lots of things this week, and here are some excerpts from my travel sketchbook. See if you can guess what I’ve been up to this week.

If you guessed lots of trains and cities, you’re correct.

See you next week 🙂

Doodle 10.06.16

Father’s Day…

(Apparently, it is not Father’s Day tomorrow in the UK, it’s next weekend. Therefore happy Early Father’s Day, Kenneth!)

Happy Friday, once again. This week’s post is for Father’s Day (which I think is this weekend!). 

When I was little we used to go on holiday on a canal boat called The Odyssey. Lots of adventures happened aboard this boat, and in the woods on the canal bank, and I have been remembering them this week. The following series of drawings and sketches are based on my memories of one particular time aboard The Odyssey when my Dad gave us each a matchbox and told us to fill it with as many interesting things as we could find lying around. The pictures are of my sister and I as we went in search of treasure along the canal bank.

This week’s studio, which has moved into the living room to escape the mess of packing. All credit for the arm goes to Hodel Herlihy.

The captain of The Odyssey was always my dad. That makes the captain’s daughter my sister. And the Boson’s boy belonged to whichever family was with us on the boat. He is an amalgamation of all our various friends aboard ship.

The Boson’s Boy.

The Captain’s Daughter

The Boson’s boy and the Caotain’s daughter find treasure in the hedgerow!

Going into the woods to look for treasure.

Whilst my sister was off adventuring, I was off looking for fairies…

Little Sister sketch

Little Sister sits in the woods and talks to the fairies.

Thinking aboard the Odyssey…

Seeing faces in the trees.

And down there on the bank are my parents, just between those trees at the bottom. Although they’re not in the foreground of this adventure, they were always waiting back at the boat, usually with dinner waiting. Hats off to the Captain and Quartermaster, and Happy Father’s Day!