Month: February 2014

In my head the print for The Prodigal Son featured the turning point for the young man, when he is forced to degrade himself as a swineherd. The pigs were to be dirty, muddy and disgusting, in other words seen Continue reading Pigs→

A few hours spent slaving away at the computer instead of the press means that now my Galleries are ready to view. I have left on view, but clearly marked, work that has sold as it is an indication of Continue reading New Galleries→