Sooooo, I don’t love doing commissions because it works out for only one person – and that’s not usually me. It’s a lot of time that we know truthfully, no one wants to pay for. I tend to steer clear and hopefully manage to create something that fits a number of people instead. Something for the sometimes clumsy, more so lady-like masses.
I have also tried to avoid the idea of alkie-hol in my images because my aesthetic is more coffee and tea loving moments these days, rather than ‘shit faced’. And for some reason glassware looks straight out poxy in drawings. Like something from the apricot and eucalyptus green loving 80’s. I was there. It was a challenge to find beauty in that decade.
I don’t know, you hit a certain age with a few too many beverage related stories under your belt – and suddenly I’m a one glass gal. I’d rather have a nice juice, give me a teaspoon and a passion fruit – then you’ll see my eyes really light up. (NB, All bets may be off in the summertime, then if I’m not running for a shandy, who even am I? It gets so damn hot here.)
Anyway, I relented. I tried to draw a lady looking a little bit bored with the champagne, if I’m honest, and more enamoured with the bubbles leaping out of her glass. I hope she translates, we will see – I’ll be printing her any day now. Stay tuned.