Grandad Stubbings. He has no idea he's on "The Internet" Coincidentally, this painting shows exactly what his face would do if he suddenly found out. Congratulations Granddad, you're famous!
FIRST WARNING OF SHOCK-HORROR: from here on it’s all about me. Me-me-me, almost as if I’m going out of fashion. Please don’t think I’m the vainest person ever. I’m really not (I know that that’s something vain people tend to say just before looking in the mirror, but genuinely I’m not, ask anyone who knows me). This is just a place I can upload photos to as a kind of safety measure in case my computer dies and I lose everything.
Which incidentally happened two days ago. Now who’s laughing?
Watercolour self portrait: 2006. Oh dear, seeing this again I am mesmerized by how I don't seem to have any expression at all. It's miraculous, isn't it? Also, notice how my right eye is a bit dodgy? I think I may have been drinking wine while painting this...
Marker-pen self portrait: 2008 I'm only this angry half the time.
SECOND WARNING: It’s not over yet, sorry. If you hate the sight of my face, or are just a bit bored with it — understandable, I definitely am — then you should probably get off this page as soon as possible. I warned you…
Kitchen self-portrait from mirror, watercolour, 2008. I spent about 70 hours sitting in my kitchen painting this from a mirror, the good old old-fashioned way. Would I do it again? No, I bloody wouldn't. The good old old-fashioned way is a pain in the arse.