I found a tiny bird skull and tried to draw it a couple of times. Then I drew it to scale. Then I drew another different kind of bird skull next to it. Then I realised that did precisely nothing to actually convey a sense of the size of the thing so I drew my weird lumpy hand.

Then I drew a little fly that was hanging around being creepy, repeatedly landing on my fingertips and in my paintbox and then inexplicably falling over and pretending to drown in my watercolours. Had to fish it out with my paintbrush three times. If it turns out it’s actually a person who’s fallen victim to some scientific experiment gone awry, like in Honey I Shrunk The Kids, I’m sorry but they should really try and get someone else’s attention because I don’t even answer the phone. 

Pencil & watercolour on paper. (2013)