I wanna know what love is. A3 sketchbook. Pen and wash.
Nostalgia. Back in the dark mists of time, when I was single, I'd go with my mates to a pub. It had a pianist, people would get up to sing. One ragged, near toothless old man, with a face only a mother could love, would sing heart-broken love songs. (Not this song). He had a great voice. (Went off the boil on this one, so it's a bit hurried).
About the Artist
Lewis Cooper
Self taught. Love drawing. Like to make pictures up, without using reference pics, often in cartoon style. I do other pictures where I do use reference. I'm knocking on a bit, born in 1940 in Greenwich, London. Retired, and loving it.
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