iPhone drawing London’s weather is unpredictable, though it is generally best to expect cold, cloudy or damp conditions. Everyone is in t-shirts (or less) once the sun comes out! These two guys looked very tired.
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iPhone drawing A Saturday morning trip to catch a train to Manchester. It was early, but in context I was the most lively and awake person there. I wasn’t sure if my fellow traveller was drunk or just very tired.
iPhone drawing Getting on board Brixton, I usually get a seat, even during the morning rush hour. This time I had to stand, but it meant I could see what people were reading or what they were doing on their iPads. A lady was making a to-do-list for a trip […]
iPhone drawing On my way home on a wet day, meaning a wet train carriage, made even more disgusting when I saw a man picking his nose and eating whatever he found.
iPhone drawing I was on my way home, boarded a packed bus and I thought I was lucky when I spotted an empty seat. The guy sitting next to that seat was a powerful reason why no one wanted to sit there. The smell of fried food and ketchup was rather […]
iPhone drawing From the top deck of a bus, I saw this positive message followed by a more mercenary one.
iPhone drawing I spotted another pair of red trousers, this time on my morning commute, when a man stopped on the platform to tie his shoelaces.
iPhone drawing On a packed train to work I am forced to stand for much of the journey, but it gave me the perfect vantage point to draw the rows of seated commuters on a train heading northwards from south London. I had enough time on the journey to sketch […]
iPhone drawing With my move from Brixton complete, I’m now trying to figure out which is the best way to work. Today was my first day to work from my new (rented) home and it went surprisingly well, it didn’t take much longer than from my former address. I know […]
iPhone drawing I was on my way to Heathrow Airport, Terminal 5, to start one of my rare holidays outside London or Birmingham, when for much of my journey on the Piccadilly line I sat opposite someone tucking into a McDonald’s breakfast. She wasn’t very tidy; she dropped bits of […]