My first attempt at drawing caricatures was at the Rochester Dickens Festival 15 years ago. I dread to think what those first pictures looked like, indeed I am even embarrassed by pictures from a few years back.
The Dickens Festival has been a big part of my life since I was 6 years old so it will be strange this year when I will be absent from the festivities. I had originally scheduled my stag weekend for next weekend thinking the festival was this week but Jubilee madness has hit the nation.
So while I am getting drunk at Center Parcs, why not pop down to Rochester next weekend for some Dickensian fun, albeit without a caricaturist (as far as I know).
One man's struggle to survive in this world with a job considered by many to be bliss.. working as a cartoonist/caricaturist. There's pencils to be sharpened and faces that need a doodling.. It's a tough life but someone's gotta do it!
No comments:
Post a Comment