That time a burglar stole one of my tablets after hearing a talk about preparing for the worst.
A Soap from Sofia Some objects are just that; obects. Until you hear about their story, then they become more than that – a signifier of time, of place, of experience. Even though it is [...]
Client asked me to create a stylistic exploration of a woman picking up coffee. Here is what happened.
image by Paul Granjon A Summer Solstice Evening in a Shopping Centre Basement by Ian Cooke-Tapia written one rainy morning on 25/6/2019 I walked down escalators that didn’t move, into a darkened basement with tall [...]
She attempts, for the last time, to be free of this trap of her own making. Her fantasies, which she fed for years, have come for her. And her mind.
Three sketches seen from an office in Cardiff Bay. People loitering across from me, picking up children, or simply working security for a film location.
A sketch turned screen print.
She wakes up in the dark. Without a name, with the thing above waiting to be woken by her eventual movement. Keeping her company, before she is no more.