"I draw once my daughters have fallen asleep and the laundry and washing-up are done, at night or during the day when I can’t get my thoughts in order. Large and small, but ideally no larger than A3-A4, because then it becomes immediately too serious. I draw with my daughters and with my wife when the broadband is slow, at the kitchen table where we can see the fields that meet our patch of land, and the cows stand and stare back at us with their big, kind eyes. I usually use cheap pencils, the children’s crayons, ink or pastels – in other words, whatever comes to hand. I don’t have any pretensions; life is just too austere as it is anyway. I’m often surprised when I get a good line. This could be a stubborn jawline, or some horizon that chafes. I never take the subject matter for granted, but over the years I’ve become a bit better at making use of my mistakes."