The Drawings

Of course, many if not most of them are of men. I realised this when I started to avoid hi-vis jackets, which are fun to draw but so ubiquitous that they make my drawings samey.

Partly, this is because I spontaneously ask people if I can photograph them when I'm walking around outside. Those (often women) shop assistants that I interact with regularly are usually busy assisting people with their shopping, and I'm usually shopping and not photographing. 

Anyway, I have a joint exhibition with Gaye Black and Charlie Harper coming up at the Hotel Pelirocco in Brighton on the 27th of March. I've just sent off some drawings for the poster, so it's going to happen. Charlie and me are also going to sing some songs at the opening night, which will be the first time I've sung live for four months.

I'd quite like to include some drawings of Brighton people, so I'm planning a recce there some time soon. It doesn't matter if I don't find anyone or if everyone says 'no'; I have more than enough drawings anyway. I reached number 100 yesterday, which also means that I've listened to 100 episodes of Riley and Coe on BBC6 since last April. Lately, I've become so absorbed in drawing and listening that I've forgotten to note down what I've been listening to. Getting the balance between the two is part of the fun. I spent ages a couple of weeks ago going through my postings on Twitter to write down what I'd listened to each programme, because I was going to leave the platform. Funnily enough, there is less about Orangefaceman there than there is on BSky. The remaining Twitter users are either so rabid that I've already blocked them (including the owner), or furiously posting detoxifying woke stuff that is a joy to read. How interesting.

It's always worth remembering that life is what happens off social media, not what happens on it. 

You don't get any wellbeing from the innards of your computer. You might get 'wellness' but that's a load of tripe, isn't it!