This was a gift for my grandmother. 

Based on photographs taken on the coast of Kerry, Ireland, where she lives. 

Acrylic on paper. 

The incomparable Christopher Columbus, credited by many as the first European to discover America, despite having been beaten to it by the Vikings some 500 years previously and despite not actually recognising that America even existed. (Til his death he believed he had reached East Asia.) He died in Spain in 1506 having been brought home in chains six years earlier to answer for various atrocities committed against the natives. 

No known authentic portrait of Columbus exists, so I’ve referenced a posthumous effort by Ghirlandaio for this. I like the look of this small, petulant, round-headed man, although contemporary reports describe him as a vast, 6-foot curiosity in an age of short men. 

Giovanni da Verrazzano, Italian explorer. Among his many accomplishments, he mistook a lagoon in North Carolina for the Pacific Ocean, contributing to a general misunderstanding of North American geography for decades to come. Killed and eaten by natives on one of the Carib islands, probably Guadeloupe. 

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I am trying to make myself like this city better by getting to know its nooks and crannies. 

To be honest, it feels kinda like trying to convince yourself you’re in love with some girl when you watch her changing her clothes too near her bedroom window. 

Pencil sketches jazzed up in Photoshop.