Dungarees

Chitty Chitty

I found these in my auntie's old copy of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, illustrated by John Burningham. I'd never seen the book before, but I really loved these drawings of Paris.
I don't remember much liking the film when I was little, too long and creepy, but the book was written by Ian Fleming! Which seems pretty cool to me.

Illustration Friday: Racing

Racing hearts

And dancing...

More animals playing instruments!

O when will I be sated? When will I have seen enough animals on instruments?? Will the joyous day ever dawn? I suspect not.

Poor Maurie!

I have a new desk in a studio! Very exciting. Here is a picture of some malfunctioning plumbing to celebrate.

Things in jars!

This morning I took my (mild) hangover to the Huntarian Museum in Lincoln's Inn Fields, where The Big Draw was putting on an event. It was very busy, and I sat on the floor getting giant pins and needles and trying to commit some of these jarred guys to sketchbook. There were several artists from the Institute of Medical Illustrators taking part and helping out, and I overheard some riveting conversations about specialist techniques and how the job works.

I went by limo - that's not weird, right?

Who are you calling a troglodyte?

I like the way I accidentally made the guy on the left look like he's lifting his skin up like a skirt to show you his insides. And looking kind of proud about it too.

The Huntarian is a super, interesting place, and entrance is free. The displays are beautiful and informative, and some of the animal foetuses (foeti? foetopedes? foetie foets?) are astonishing - there's a walrus there about the size of my hand, and although he's got no tusks you can recognise him straightaway by his tiny walrus face.

Illustration Friday: Beneath

Happy Birthday Mum!

Liza Pigelli wishes her a very good year.