Thursday, 2 October 2008

Thursday


He walked into the room and thought for a sweet moment.

Wednesday, 1 October 2008

Tick toque


Time passes...

Monday, 29 September 2008

Armageddon Hill


The unknown enemy finally made that inevitable descent.

Friday, 26 September 2008

Tuesday, 23 September 2008

Stop! You there...


This image is responding to a Guardian newspaper article about the EU making it easier for big countries to fish in the waters of The Senegal though dodgy trade deals. I think Peter Mandleson was also mentioned...

Friday, 19 September 2008

Friday, 12 September 2008

Illustration Friday: Island

Oh Island so striong and so fair...

Friday, 5 September 2008

Illustration Friday: Clutter


He stared at the washing basket and thought about everything but the laundry...

Wednesday, 3 September 2008

Mrs Pugh: Under Milk Wood


She's not too fond of that hubby...

Mr Pugh


The sickly Mr Pugh conspires against Mrs Pugh in Under Milk Wood.

Monday, 1 September 2008

Marc Renshaw: The Studio is open.


I'm taking part in Open studios for my 4th year as an artist at The Ropewalk. Here is the blurb...

'Insight is an open studio event celebrating the artistic talents of North and North East Lincolnshire....'

My studio will be open on Saturday September 20, Sunday September 21, Saturday September 27 and Sunday 28. All studios will be open 10.30-5pm on each of the days. You can find out more about the event by visiting http://www.insightopenstudios.org.uk/
Let the battles of the rural local artists commence...
You can also visit my portfolio:

Friday, 29 August 2008

Illustration Friday: Memories


Lost in his memories at Stockport train station in the great north of England. Lost in my memories of the time I saw a man lost in his memories...on a platform somewhere near Manchester....and so it goes and so it went....

Wednesday, 27 August 2008

Under milk wood girl

He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me
He loves me not
He loves me! - the dirty old fool.

Lazy she lies alone in clover and sweet-grass, seventeen and never been sweet in the grass, ho ho.

aye aye cappin'


Mr captain cat the blind sailor in Under Milk Wood by Dylan Thomas.

'Come back come back,


up the silences and echoes of the passages of the eternal night.'

Friday, 22 August 2008

Illustration Friday: Routine







...and they'd meet up on a regular basis and would talk about this and that and that and this.

Monday, 18 August 2008

Big Ship...small pond

There are a lot of them about...

Sunday, 17 August 2008

Washing line time

Waiting for the sun to shine over Grand Britannia...

Friday, 15 August 2008

Illustration Friday: Detach



Is there anything to detach from?

Friday, 8 August 2008

Illustration Friday: Sail


It's never quite plain sailing...

Friday, 1 August 2008

Illustration Friday: Pooooof!


Some things just don't seem fair...