“All exploitive art should look like it’s been knocked up at 5am by some wasted bum who once had talent but is now seriously on the slide.”



Those of you masochistic enough to wade through my descriptions will know that I’ve recently been painting huge canvases for an exhibition. Well, one huge canvas. After a miserable week working up, down and around this humongous project I finally figured it wasn’t for me. The final straw was when it fell of the gigantic easel I’d bought and landed on my head, leaving me looking like Johnny Rotten.
Now I’m back where I want to be; painting classic horror movies. And they don’t come any more classic than Horror of Dracula!