My passion for art and animals makes this my ideal job
How I became a Dog Sculptor
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​In the autumn of 2021, I was lucky enough to spend several days, on an intensive sculpting course, under the professional tuition of International Animal Sculptor, Nick Mackman. She convinced me, I could sculpt, and taught me
some amazing techniques. What a journey!​
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As a child, I could always be found drawing animals, from a simple cartoon, to more complex life drawings. This continued well into my teens, progressing into Gouache Portrait commissions in my twenties & thirties.
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From leaving school, I went onto college where my I found my
A-level Art A' grade exam piece, was retained by the Tate gallery, as a example of student art in the 1980's. This helped to confirm my place within a London Art College, where I studied a Degree in Graphic Design and Advertising, along with Art History, Illustration, Typography, Photograpy and Printing.
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On graduation, I spent several years in central London working as an Art Director within advertising agencies such as Saatchi & Saatchi, and Lowe Howard Spink.
However, I found myself sneaking off into the green stuff. I often went AWAL and could be found sitting on a horse in Hyde Park, or better still, Windsor Great Park!
This happened with such regularity, that after 10 years in central London, I realized that London and the world of advertising wasn't going to be my lifetime vocation.
I loved animals and the countryside, and wanted to be in it.​
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I moved to West Sussex and set up my own Graphic Design & Illustration business,
Later I moved to the highlands of Scotland, where I surrounded myself with Dogs, Cats, Goats, Chickens and Horses and then on to the Wiltshire Downs for a few years. Then it was Cyprus, the Greece Islands, Leicestershire, the Canaries, Cornwall, Dartmoor and finally back to West Sussex, where it all started.
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