Friday, 18 April 2014

Back to Ibiza (via Denia).

Work required please?
Tlf: 689 744 929

I am going to try a very different approach to Ibiza this time. Hopefully, it will mean I make enough money to finally have time to complete very long term writing projects.

Still want work though. Denia, or Ibiza.

Monday, 7 April 2014

Adios Granada.

Fuck it.

I can't afford another fine for being an artist. 'Occupation of a public space'. €150. I am public - it is our space. Frankly, if Granada doesn't appreciate the touristic value of an artist working on the streets (public space), then there are plenty of other cities that do.

I'm off on a bitter note.

As if a fine for sketching in a public space isn't bad enough, I now see I am publicly criminalised on a website. No big deal unless I am asking clients for deposits and retainers. A simple Google now tells all that I am not trustworthy, just because I sketch in public spaces.

Add to this the fact that I have never been issued with a written notice of a fine...

Fuck you Granada.


Tuesday, 18 February 2014

Saturday, 25 January 2014

Drilling for oil off the coast of Ibiza?

What a crazy idea! Understandably the entire population of the island are protesting. I suspect this may be one of the very few protests in Spain to get a result. There are lots of wealthy, influential people with homes here.

Ibiza is keeping me busy. More work enquiries each day. This place will not let me go. I knew it was a trap. Not a bad trap for a street working artist to get stuck in.

Always looking for more work...
Tlf: 689 744929

Wednesday, 1 January 2014

Happy New Year.

It is still Christmas here. Things arrive late in Spain.

You see, this is how it happened here. The Three kings missed the birth because they were following the wrong star and ended up in the wrong town. Beds were a plenty, so they decided to stay a night. They had a smoke, a drink, slept, and when they woke had another smoke, and thought 'fuck it, we've missed the gig already - why not stay a little longer'. It was holiday weekend after all. Next weekend was going to be another holiday. They chilled and talked about mañana.

This is why Christmas happens in Spain Two weeks later than anywhere else in Europe. It is just a Spanish thing.

Wednesday, 25 December 2013

Merry Christmas.

My mate helping me demolish 24 cans of Dia lager and a bottle bubbly. It is a little bit wet here today. Wet and blustery.

Thursday, 19 December 2013

Contact info'.

Tlf: 689 744 929

Wednesday, 18 December 2013

Subtropical Ibiza in December...

I really wasn't expecting this. It is beautiful.

Sunday, 15 December 2013

Santa Eularia.

This is nice. It is the off season coastal chill I was looking for. Very relaxing, but shit for making cash. It doesn't quite cut it with Sitges for me, but it gets very close. A little too polished on the inside, a little to forgotten outside.

Some tacky photos :)

There is something very special about closed, out of season coastal resorts. They force you to switch off and relax. It is alien and disconcerting whilst at the same time very tranquil.

This is proper holiday.


Friday, 6 December 2013

Bon Nadal - Eivissa 2013.

Oysters and champagne at Hostal Parque, Ibiza. Rapidly becoming the must do fashionable Christmas tradition. Nice place for a winter break in out of season Ibiza. Very nice place. Very nice prices.

Me? I'm doing alternative Ibiza - ham and cheese sandwich with a can of San Miguel. Might get myself a nice jar of tomato and chili chutney from the Sunday market at San Juan. Here.

I like it here so far. I have paintings to do, so not so reliant on street sales. Street sales is no problem. Five minutes at the townhall for permission. I like out of season coastal resorts. You get more of an insight into what Ibiza was like before the hippies, the airport, the mega clubs and countless hotels.

It has a nice community vibe. Relaxed and gentle, but it lacks something. The police are friendly. There isn't the same commercial pressure as in summer. A typical terrace of bars will offer a stein of bier with bratwurst, spaghetti with spumante, frogs legs and beaujolais, chicken and chips... it isn't sophisticated! It seems to me that Ibiza has lost its soul like Barcelona. Given the choice of Catalan coastal resorts out of season, I would far sooner be in Sitges.

It is nice though.

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Saturday, 16 November 2013

Cafe bar Esmeralda.

Every adventure starts and ends here.

The snows have returned to the mountains. Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

I am off to Ibiza, Majorca, Menorca and anywhere else where it is a bit less cold.

Work required as ever...

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Monday, 21 October 2013

Tunes in my head.

Anyone following long term (more fool you) will possibly remember my walk to the far Eastern corner of Slovakia to visit my internet buddy. He then caught up with me in Madrid last summer. This is what he is doing now. I am mightily impressed.
  Congratulations to all involved. I really, really like it. Hopefully many more will also. -------/... and chuff cguff. Can't embed a youtube at the original size, so try this with a magnifying glass instead. It may work. Oh well...


Sunday, 20 October 2013

Work progressing.

I have finished this now. Minor alterations since this photograph.

Wednesday, 9 October 2013

Hello to my 100th follower.

Hope all is good sister :) x.

Monday, 7 October 2013

Work in progress.

I am very grateful for being given the opportunity to paint my favourite Granada view on a huge 2.5 Meter by 1.4 Meter canvas. Perhaps my favourite city view in Europe - not just Granada. A couple of days from finishing. I hope my client likes my style. People tell me it is an unique style. Sometimes I am not quite sure how to take that.

Tuesday, 24 September 2013

Should I Stay, or Should I Go?

It's the Granada trap! It is not a bad trap. A big part of life as an itinerant artist isn't so much about following calls to travel for work, it is also about knowing when to stay put. Job offers come and go. Knowing which are worth spending money and time chasing is knowledge that comes only with experience. For the time being I stay.

Tuesday, 27 August 2013

Monday, 26 August 2013


Well, why not?

Friday, 23 August 2013

Where is the Money?

It is irrelevant. At about 10.30PM the wind changes direction. The air cools and people start coming to the streets. Work is finished. You just have to wait and drink and smoke. Eventually, someone will buy. The art is the waiting. You wait and wait. Another drink another smoke. You wait and watch the theatre in the street. Andalucia - even all of Spain - is a very expressive place. These people are real actors. Nobody buys. You ask yourself 'why am I doing this?'. You have another drink, another smoke. You are joined by good company. Share a drink, share a smoke. These are the moments I used to work for. This is probably why it pays much less. Life is always relative. *F*** me! Just €2 to start the day with tomorrow*. I used to spend it on the train fare to get started. These days I spend it on a can of beer and couple of cigarettes. That is all it takes to complete another day, and reach another beautiful night. No boss - no alarm clock.

Thursday, 22 August 2013

Hot Andalucia.

According to the internet, the highest recorded temperature ever in Andalucia was 47.5º Centigrade. I am sure I have experienced higher even if I didn't bother to record it.