• Happenings

    62nd Annual Meeting of the British Phycological Society

    Event poster - British Phycological Society's 62nd Annual Meeting

    On-campus orientation poster - British Phycological Society's 62nd Annual Meeting“Seaweed you say? I’d love to help!”

    This year the British Phycological Society’s 62nd Annual Meeting is being held where I spend my time when I’m not illustrating, the Ryan Institute at the National University of Ireland, Galway (Ireland). Me, well I’ll be getting three shades of nerdy with the best of them for the two and a half days of talks on ecology, applied phycology and  harmful algal blooms. Oh… and the fight is on for front row seats to Dr. Chuck Amsler’s plenary lecture, “Chemical mediation of Antarctic macroalgal-herbivore interactions.”

    I jumped at the opportunity to get something fresh and salty out that would advertise the event – hopefully something a little different from the clip-art and word-processor promotional stuff that comes out at the last-minute, usually accompanied by, “Ahh sure, it’s really not that important, just whip something up.”

    The BPS committee had only a short timeframe in which a main promotional poster, and another directing the conference attendees around campus to the venue, was to be organised. They were delighted with what I turned out in the nick of time. Budget? Forget it – seaweed research is my delight and so was this opportunity.

    Event poster - British Phycological Society's 62nd Annual Meeting

     

  • Artwork

    Roaming

    Saint Paul du Vence, Alpes Maritimes, France

    The new job here in Galway as a research assistant at the Ryan Institute has afforded me a rather obscene amount of travel since starting in June. Flung out to the UK and bounced across Europe has breathed life into cities and villages, far older than ‘white Australia’, that had remained fanciful and surreal as images or moving pictures. On foot here and there amidst the bustle and cafuffle, in summer stink and Autumnal chill, down sinuous cobbled lanes – haphazard splits betwixt soaring sandstone…

    The left brain sponges what it can whilst the right fidgets with the possibility that I may never be able to find the way back to the hotel room. “Good grief, what have these bastards done with my hotel?!” Stray dogs snigger on their way past, smelling the fear. I stop and sketch, fiddle with pencil, ink and paint. It appears to be working again.

    Bell tower from Hotel Ritz, Aarhus, Denmark

    Bell tower from Hotel Ritz, Aarhus, DenmarkBicycle, Aarhus. Denmark

    Bicycle, Aarhus. Denmark Saint Paul du Vence, Alpes Maritimes, France

    Saint Paul du Vence, Alpes Maritimes, France Quai Amiral Infernet, Nice, France

    Quai Amiral Infernet, Nice, France