Today I’ve been digging out some of my black and white drawings of all sort of things and having a look at them…
I’ve been thinking that, however delicious and attractive the colours in a picture are, for me it’s all in the drawing. It’s the bones and the heart of a picture, and where I can express so much of the character, vitality and detail.
Didn’t Henry Ford say about his cars ‘you can have any colour you want as long as it’s black?’
He had a point.