
Many thanks to my lovely friends, Matt and Lisa, and also to the fab-tastic Sarah from The Lightbox, Irene at CassiPR (no connection!) and as always, Emma O'D!
But thanks most of all to all the children that came. Everyone looked truly spooktacular!



Yay, it's that time already! Time to send a new book out into the world. And I'd like YOU to come and celebrate with me.
I've been merrily bumbling about with this new book. Despite the fact I'm writing it, and theoretically have control of the thing, I seem to be having more problems being decisive than with the others. Perhaps it's BECAUSE I'm writing it, I'm having the difficulties.


The Rules: Don't take too long to think about it. Fifteen Artists who've influenced you and will ALWAYS STICK WITH YOU. List the first fifteen you can recall in no more than fifteen minutes. Tag fifteen friends, including me, because I'm interested in seeing what artists my friends choose..."
It's 5.33 in the morning. And no, I have not 'just got in!' I'm a very good girl and was back at a decent hour, but I just can't sleep. I find there's quite a lot of adrenaline involved in book events, strange as it may seem. I was so wired last night even an hour spent watching the hugely scintillating Mr Katie Price on telly (not quite sure what had done to inflict that awfulness upon myself) could see me through a good night's sleep.
I got a very exciting and welcomed envelope in the post last week; an invite to the Escape to Wonderland Private View. I can't wait!
Surrey... wearing my PJ's! Because that's the beauty of radio!
not know our guilty secret! Listening to The Archers will never be the same again!
My dear, dear Lightbox blog. You have been neglected due to me working at the ACTUAL Lightbox. I shall appologise profusely, pull you up an armchair, pour you a cup of tea and bring you up to date pronto.
Lightbox's finest, Sarah and Anthony, had popped out for a last minute sprint to buy the furniture the morning before and returned 11 HOURS later! After epic traffic chaos, and with jet-lag, DVT, and all the usual things you end up with from Ikea (an intolerance to meatballs, for example) they’d staggered in with tables in tow. Whatever it took, the tables WERE going to the ball!
childhoods! And The Lightbox, being a fantastically airy building (and therefore pretty echo-ey), was sounding busy too. Something that oddly, was quite brilliant for calming the nerves. Perhaps because it was obvious everyone was having a great time.
of those days?!
rather be off doing other things, and locked up alone in my studio as I usually am, I'd almost begun to believe the reports. I knew what a momentous exhibition this would be to people like me; art students, illustrators, writers too. I knew it'd be an excellent teaching aid for local schools as well... But I didn’t think it would affect the general public, of all ages, on such a level as it did. My insides leapt to see, firsthand, the utter joy that it brought to everyone. The adults were engaged. But more importantly, the kids were too. I'm certain not one of them missed their T.V.'s that afternoon.
It sounds obvious, but it's sometimes easy to forget. It is good to conquer things you find difficult to draw. But I usually find there is a way of doing this more organically than forcing yourself to sit there and torture yourself over it. For example, I'm not that strong at drawing buildings, however, I'm pretty sure I'd make a darned good stab at rising to the challenge if I were given a sketchbook and a beautiful, empty, ornate theatre! As a professional illustrator, I can't always draw what I want. However, there are always ways of bringing in elements of what I love into my work. And oftentimes I find what I'm most pleased with in the end, was the thing I was most worried about drawing in the first place.
Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my goodness! It's just two weeks until the exhibition launches! I've seen some photo's of the installations coming together, and I think it could very well be MAGIC!
This is my first blog post to this lovely, brand spanking new, blog- can you smell the new paint? And the eagerness of the all those new, freshly-formed letters? Ahh, exciting times, people!