Edwardian postcards is an ongoing theme with me. I have a box full of them and it is nice to use them for drawing projects. My problem is that the faces are just so poignant, so much of another age, that the responsibility of translating them into a drawing becomes a heavy task for me. So I am always trying to find the mid-point between adoring and respecting these long gone people, and allowing myself to plunge in and not be too tense about doing them justice. I so want to transmit their incredibly emotive eyes and understand the situation they were in - which none of us now has any experience of - sitting for a portrait, unused to their own images, or anyone else's. It was a vastly different time to ours, and perhaps that is why these postcards have a fascination.

I worked on mono-prints for a couple of days and found it really exciting. I like working with images, taking them from the original observed sketch through the process of printing. This method was demanding that I push the boundaries of what I am comfortable with, in terms of drawing. "Be bold, make decisions, go for it!" my inner-tutorial voice was saying.