I get odd inspiration from all sorts of places , people , odd remarks , twisted sentences & situations.
I think because I have been so busy of late I've been ignoring people & blanking out all thats going on around me. Inspiration has become dry.
When I started out drawing as a young teen, I discovered the wonderfulness Rhoald Dahl & René Goscinnys' stories, Albert Uderzos' energetic drawings, the surreal situation humour of Gary Larson, the moralistic yet strangley sinister humour of Hilair Beloch .
I like to think there is still a little bit of all of this rolled up in my scribbles along with an unhealthy mix of my dry, sarcastic & strange outlook.
When I stopped drawing in my early twenties it was because I became distracted, became too busy, ignored everything around me.
I achieve a new awarness of new things surrounding me a few years ago. My situation changed. I Started drawing again. With new sources of inspiration.
Im hoping my distractions are not starting change things back again.