Somebody asked where the images came from. The answer, for better or worse, is that they were just something I wanted to do. All of the artwork from the Collapse novel is original, most of it specifically created for the book and the Ferine series.
The Ferine Icon.
This is from a series of paintings, some of which I never sold. Some things are too hard to part with.
Someone near and dear to me, distorted to suit my own ends. I should be ashamed.
The truth is, beauty and ugliness share a thin dividing line. It’s sometimes much easier to turn something beautiful into something ugly.
Rings and Screwdrivers.
Inanimate objects that become all too animated …in our hearts and hands.
The cat from Collapse. Poor old Spot – that’s a pseudonym by the way – it’s actually my neighbour’s moggy. I swear no cats have been hurt in the production of this book.
You Need Hands.
Dear God, I need to trim my nails. Isn’t it a bastard when your body betrays you.
A local beauty spot as the sun begins to sink. There’s something awesome yet chilling about the view from a height.