Sketches

I went throught a stage last month of carrying a little blue book and a felt-tip pen with me everywhere I went, tied up in a handkerchief on a stick. I'm living life like a true artist, I thought. Documenting everywhere I sat. It soon became boring though: there are only two places I ever sit.

The first is on our sofa, watching Charlotte watching MTV.


The second is on the number three bus, from Brixton to Crystal Palace and back again. An hour long journey I really grew to enjoy.