My Father Christmas…

So I couldn’t get my hands on 20 elves, for some reason people just wouldn’t lend me their children and I still had a Christmas card to make…so I thought who is the essence of Christmas (beside Jesus that is!!)

Ah ha I thought… Father Christmas and guess what I have a father and another bonus I could get my hands on him without his parents permission!

So here’s a sneak peak at my Father Christmas…he’s a bad Santa!

All I want for Christmas…

Is this…

Imagine roaring up the Nore in this little thing, driving it the whole way to Waterford, then out onto the open sea, the world your oyster. You could pick friends up on the way, carry a few on the roof a few in the back, maybe even tow a dingy and fit a few more, oh the laughs we’d have! Any takers? I’d say if we pitched in a few euros each (or maybe it’ll be pounds by the time we come to buying) we could have this little beauty. I’d keep it in the bath and pull it out on demand?!

From Idea to Design…A Place Called Perfect

Here’s how I put together a job from start to finish…

First I take the idea, sit on it for a while, throw it around my head, under my seat, in one ear and out the other until I come up with a concept…

Then I sit and sketch it, and sketch and sketch it…

Then I might decide to make it, photograph it,

Eventually scan it.

Finally the computer gets a hold and I illustrate, photoshop, indesign, until I have something that looks presentable (I hope!)

Ta Daa…