My love of pencils and paper goes way back to when I was four years old. The newsprint jotter and a
sharp pencil left by the phone, was something exciting. Like most children of the '60's, I made homes
from the clothes-horse, dens in the back garden, and dug roads for my Matchbox cars in the flower beds.
It was when we moved to Watford that I fell in love with the urban skyline. I used to gaze over the rooftops
of Stanley Road, and think how great it would be to draw them, and get all the angles right. Many years later,
my interest in architecture surfaced again while at Central St Martin's. I read Charles Jenks, Robert Venturi,
and the essays 'Visions Of Suburbia'. I made houses from Lego, Sticklebricks, and a Plasticine interior of our
post war council house in Hadleigh, Suffolk. The ideal suburban world of John Lewis continues to intrigue.
I did once own a mock tudor mid-terrace, but gave it up to pursue my own dream.
sharp pencil left by the phone, was something exciting. Like most children of the '60's, I made homes
from the clothes-horse, dens in the back garden, and dug roads for my Matchbox cars in the flower beds.
It was when we moved to Watford that I fell in love with the urban skyline. I used to gaze over the rooftops
of Stanley Road, and think how great it would be to draw them, and get all the angles right. Many years later,
my interest in architecture surfaced again while at Central St Martin's. I read Charles Jenks, Robert Venturi,
and the essays 'Visions Of Suburbia'. I made houses from Lego, Sticklebricks, and a Plasticine interior of our
post war council house in Hadleigh, Suffolk. The ideal suburban world of John Lewis continues to intrigue.
I did once own a mock tudor mid-terrace, but gave it up to pursue my own dream.
