Some days I am a rabbit, other days I am a pig or a cat or just stranger with pointed fangs.

For the most part the relationship I have with my drawings is one of interested distance. The drawings emerge doing their own thing and I attend to them with care and respect for their autonomy. Strangely, sometimes they turn out to be drawings of me. Self-portraits if you like. It is always sightly disconcerting to realise I have just drawn myself, usually in the guise of some sort of creature involved in some sort of psychologically revealing activity.

It is not that often that I draw myself; I am not so narcissistic as all that. These were drawn over a period of a few years.

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