Foxes

Having grown up in France, I had never heard of urban foxes.

I found out about them when I first moved to London and heard them during the night. Foxes make a very particular sound which can be distressing to someone who’s never heard it before. You can imagine my panic waking up to it in the middle of the night; my first thought was someone was being strangled!

When I asked my flatmates about it the next day they told me about urban foxes being very in London suburbs. I was fascinated especially as I’d never seen a fox up close; in France they dwell in forests and fields as cities haven’t encroached so far into their territories.

I caught my first glimpse of an urban fox not long after that and take pictures of them whenever I can get close enough. There was even a family living in my back garden in Clapham a few years ago with three adorable little cubs!

Here are a few paintings inspired by London’s foxes.

‘A Parasite, Moi?  Acrylic on Canvas  This fox is looking cute and innocent despite the fact that they are widely considered as pests. I offset the fox’s red coat with bright red blades of grass as I like making colours clash with each other.

‘A Parasite, Moi?

Acrylic on Canvas

This fox is looking cute and innocent despite the fact that they are widely considered as pests. I offset the fox’s red coat with bright red blades of grass as I like making colours clash with each other.

‘I Will Never Be Extinct Because I Live Off Bins’  Acrylic on paper  This is based on a picture I took of a fox I met walking around local area of Colliers Wood.  A reflection on how there is no shortage of the waste we create which foxes often feed from. One hazard of living in London is stepping out of your home to find your food bin has been torn open by foxes, leaving the street strewn with vegetable peels, egg shells and chicken bones. One man’s waste…

‘I Will Never Be Extinct Because I Live Off Bins’

Acrylic on paper

This is based on a picture I took of a fox I met walking around local area of Colliers Wood.

A reflection on how there is no shortage of the waste we create which foxes often feed from. One hazard of living in London is stepping out of your home to find your food bin has been torn open by foxes, leaving the street strewn with vegetable peels, egg shells and chicken bones. One man’s waste…

‘Urban Fox’  Acrylic on paper  This is an earlier piece from 2016. It’s a little scarier than my other fox paintings. I wanted to highlight how a lot of city foxes look; most often they are scrawny, mangy looking with patches of hair missing, especially on the tail. I wanted to make it look a bit like a rat as foxes are often considered as pests.

‘Urban Fox’

Acrylic on paper

This is an earlier piece from 2016. It’s a little scarier than my other fox paintings. I wanted to highlight how a lot of city foxes look; most often they are scrawny, mangy looking with patches of hair missing, especially on the tail. I wanted to make it look a bit like a rat as foxes are often considered as pests.

‘Le Corbeau et le Renard’  Acrylic on paper  This piece is based on the popular French fable by Jean de La Fontaine. A raven sits on a branch holding a piece of cheese. The fox, coveting the cheese, showers the raven with flattery; when the raven opens its beak to answer, he drops the cheese allowing the fox to take procession of it. The moral of the story is to be wary of those who would flatter you to get their own ends.  You’ll notice here the style of painting has changed; I started trialling this style a couple of months ago using block colours and more vibrant colours and I’m really enjoying it!

‘Le Corbeau et le Renard’

Acrylic on paper

This piece is based on the popular French fable by Jean de La Fontaine. A raven sits on a branch holding a piece of cheese. The fox, coveting the cheese, showers the raven with flattery; when the raven opens its beak to answer, he drops the cheese allowing the fox to take procession of it. The moral of the story is to be wary of those who would flatter you to get their own ends.

You’ll notice here the style of painting has changed; I started trialling this style a couple of months ago using block colours and more vibrant colours and I’m really enjoying it!

‘Foxford Circus’  Acrylic on paper  This is another piece in my new style of painting with block colours. It’s a fun play on words with foxes taking over Oxford Circus tube station. I initially wanted to paint a scene of foxes roaming along Oxford Street but I then got the idea of using the tube symbol and thought that would make for a stronger image.

‘Foxford Circus’

Acrylic on paper

This is another piece in my new style of painting with block colours. It’s a fun play on words with foxes taking over Oxford Circus tube station. I initially wanted to paint a scene of foxes roaming along Oxford Street but I then got the idea of using the tube symbol and thought that would make for a stronger image.

‘What? I’m Just Writing to my Cousin in the Country.’  Acrylic on paper  Even though I regularly come across foxes when out and about, it’s always super exciting to see one. One almost walked inside my flat in South London whilst I was taking the bins out. Friends of mine who live a few streets away, have a resident fox in their garden and has been known to sunbathe on their patio. Urban foxes are not shy and always just seem to carry on with their business when you come across them. I wanted this one to look as if it’s just going about it’s day as usual and is slightly perplexed by the scrutiny of the viewer. Once again I like the clash of orange and red (two of my favourite colours) with the fox’s vibrant fur and the bright red post box.

‘What? I’m Just Writing to my Cousin in the Country.’

Acrylic on paper

Even though I regularly come across foxes when out and about, it’s always super exciting to see one. One almost walked inside my flat in South London whilst I was taking the bins out. Friends of mine who live a few streets away, have a resident fox in their garden and has been known to sunbathe on their patio. Urban foxes are not shy and always just seem to carry on with their business when you come across them. I wanted this one to look as if it’s just going about it’s day as usual and is slightly perplexed by the scrutiny of the viewer. Once again I like the clash of orange and red (two of my favourite colours) with the fox’s vibrant fur and the bright red post box.