New portraits

These aren't new, they were finished in March, alas it it ME who is shitty enough at blog upkeep not to have posted them yet.  (The colour representation is a bit on the saturated side)

Business Cards

 The new cards.  Front first, then back

Pretty Picture Books

I'm "reading" loads of books at the moment.  I mean, my beautiful desk is whimpering under their thick-stacked weight.  This is what I love about my addiction to owning books; I can relieve the frustrations of a tumbleweed-worthy creative block by standing up and pulling books off the shelves.  And I have lots.  One day when I'm big, I shall have a lovely, dark leathery room dedicated to books.  I believe they call it a library.  It shall have tall Georgian multi-paned windows that impose great big, dusty shafts of light.  And cats shall sleep in the light pools. And there will be arts books EVERYWHERE.

To be really quite brief, I'm always appreciative of the dark confidence and fluidity of Simon English's draughtsmanship, and the work its self has real grit.
Domino is a really lovely book.  Kitsch, maybe, but oh so perfectly motivating with a big bowl of peppermint tea.
Paperwork, i love.  It massages my desktop publishing muscles.  But with specific reference to paper and texture, and how it's used in publication.

New Beginnings

I am updating my life.

My website, my business cards and my store.  You will now be able to purchase Giclee prints of my work and purchase originals online.
All my upcoming exhibitions will be updated, new work will finally be added, a newsletter will be going out and my book is finally soon to be published.
It's been quite some few months but the stars are sending me nice strong organizational vibes and cutting out my wool-gathering.

If you would like to be added to the mailing list, or are interested in purchasing prints or originals, please email me at jo@jofraser.co.uk

Peas

Odosketchin'

I found this website today, while sitting haunched on the floor of the newsagent taking down cool-looking websites from a magazine.  Ok so basically, I have switched my website guru extraordinaire and have taken the new start as a very good opportunity to re-build my website.
So, lunch-time a-callin' at the studio, I found the urge to go leaf through magazines for inspiration quite impossible to ignore.
It's called Odosketch.  Perhaps i'm late in catching on (this is very possible) but it's a helluva lot of fun.  I was messing around with my first sketch and went back an hour later, itching to try another while safely at my desk with a cup of tea, and my sketch is on the featured page.  Nice.
I feel an obsession coming on.  If only work could always be as addictive

Magdalen Green

Ems and I spotted THE cutest, smallest, most sociable little Jackadoodle (we think) I have ever seen.  It must be so nice to be able to run from group of sunbathing strangers to group of sunbathing strangers and know you'll instantly be the centre of attention and the best thing since sliced bread.  I might try this.  Though i think energy that knows no bounds, scraggy hair, a big cheeser, flailing tongue and face in a stranger's sandwich in human form it might not be met with the same reception?

Twenty Two

It was James' 22nd birthday on Sunday and I made him a "box-of-Chinese-noodles" cake.  James is my brother.  SUCH fun with such lovely people.  It completely compensated for the effects of the sleep-deprived workaholic I've become.  Aforementioned effects include getting pissed far more easily, dropping off quicker than everyone else and giggling hysterically at most things.