Jog on.

 

Something I made the other weekend.

It came about from making naughty words with Scrabble letters to wind my Mum up and I came across the canvas in a charity shop that very day.

Sums up my annoyance, and a bit of lairiness towards, letting the “isms” and “ologies” and theory of Art mither my mind and creative process for so long.

Jog on Cuntstable!

Well, he was rather an interesting chap contributing a lot to a shift in artistic representation of the tradiational landscape painting through a time of great industrialisation, but still.

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