Category Archives: Choo Choo Doodles
A choodle’s life. Fighting for page space on an A5 sketchbook, drawn whilst being scrutinised (well, my be glanced at) by sleepy, cranky morning commuters, then carelessy disgarded for months post-scanning. Which page gets commited to the prostigious completed choodle … Continue reading
Having breakfast as soon as I get in to work at 9 definitely has its upsides – more time in bed, a choicey selection of free cereal and fruit and having something to look forward to at the end of … Continue reading
A quote that has made me giggle for years now originally came from some comedy impressionist show (Dead Ringers may be? Definitely didn’t involve that twat who can only do Tony Blair.) It was a perfectly accurate take on Kirstie … Continue reading
Choodle time again. I want to make stickers see, and after some train-brain-storming, these little fellers arrived. Love Mr Raccoon. Looks like he could get up to some crazy shit.
AKA ‘Torty’. He comes in two flavours:
I has completed choodle. Seriously nothing more relaxing on a crowded commuter train than drawing abstract lines and circles that make up some weird environment. Only one more colourway this time, promise. I know I’m obsessed with doing this:
Choo Choo Doodle the first! This was my artistic response to how much I frickin LOVE DONUTS. This love affair began as a child, when I was taken – fairly infrequently, thank god – to Dunkin Donuts in Carnaby Street. … Continue reading