A sketch of my dear old Dad, David.

  This is a sketch I did of my dad who died 25 years ago today – It feels like forever ago, a lifetime ago, I suppose it was. My dad died unexpectedly from a heart attack in April 1990. He had been suffering from angina, but his death was still a huge shock to…

Poorly Frida with Nibbles.

My youngest daughter Frida, aged three, has had a really high fever and heavy cold for two days now. She has spent most of that time on the sofa or in bed, with me for some of the time, with her Papa for some of the time, but always with her favourite toy Nibbles. I…

A wintery walk in Baldock with Vera and Baron.

Living overseas from my family, I often get a little, homesick… ok, ok, I often get terribly homesick. But I am not really sure what for – my mum, my sisters, my friends or perhaps just the familiarity of England. Well whatever the feeling is, or why I get it, looking at this painting gives…