We are weird and wonderful
A few years ago, my Mum found an old sketchbook of mine from when I lived in France. In my early twenties I had taken to drawing faces of Parisians in the streets - their moods and expressions were a constant source of intrigue. When Mum discovered my sketches, I was reminded how much I delight in the nuances of the human race. This series is the story of you, me, us.