A couple of months ago my sister and I, aka the Miss Alans (IYKYK) made it to the V&A Storehouse, a huge building in East London filled with objects not currently on display at the museum. It was hard to grasp or even know if I was going to like it until I went. In fact, what I loved was the space itself , so it didn’t really matter what objects were on display, they just existed to make the space. It could be the facade of a torn down council estate spanning 2 floors, or a

Monthly review

It was only when my Mac crashed and had to be shipped off to a Nottingham repair shop that I realised how difficult I find it to focus on making new original work when it’s here. A lot of my work is Mac based, not just illustration but of course all the admin, stuff for the kids, newsletters, emails, it’s been such a long time since I simply could not do anything else but focus on play. At first I was anxious, like I’d lost a limb, but the looming pressure of the to do lists

I’ve been in a bit of mental gridlock recently, unable to make decisions or move forward, so when the artists’ membership group I’m in explored the theme of curiosity, it couldn’t have come at a better time. When we talked about curiosity, we unpacked what it would mean to move without purpose; to push on the doors with no agenda, no particular outcome. We talked about what could support this curiosity and how the word actually made us feel in our bodies. What I felt was a we

Another summer, another kids art submission period over. Always fun, occasionally disappointing. In an over-saturated market you have to...