Welcome to my art blog

A self-taught artist, I have always been drawn towards the macabre. Born a twin on Christmas Eve 1964 in Montreal, my twin died several months after birth. This became a large influence in my creative process; isolation, detachment, duality, haunted visions coming from this astral being that I am forever tethered to.

Art has always been my way to process and filter what I come across, what I am subjected to, or what I subject myself to each day; a way for me to exorcise the demons on my shoulder. The paintings are empathic, often inspired by the individual’s strength in the face of their own weakness. The common thread in all of my works is survival of self.

If a viewer is made uncomfortable by my work, then I have done my job as an artist. I have touched something within them that they are not comfortable with. I want to elicit a visceral response but maintain a sense of the absurd, creating works that are both intensely horrifically personal and humourous.

I am inspired by artists that have celebrated the grotesque: Hieronymus Bosch, Joe Coleman, Otto Dix and George Grosz.

This blog is a progression of my work, works in progress, random thoughts etc. You can join me on Facebook or view a gallery of my work on Flickr at:



Your f(r)iend,

Grant Cunningham

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Back From The Dead

...haven't updated since October last year!  I'm doing the Inktober/Drawlloween challenge again this year...

Monday, October 13, 2014

Inktober - Day 12

I do like the creepy stuff and this time of the year is perfect for me to indulge my love of the macabre and disturbing.

You can also follow my progress during INKtober on Twitter/Instagram @aboyandhiscats, on Facebook @grantcunningham via my blog, or my Deviant ART profile 

Inktober - Day 11

Playtime Fun... some days ideas come easier than others. 

Inktober - Day 10

This concept came about as I had friends over for dinner on Friday night after a full day of work - no time to do my sketch that day.  I had originally intended to have a figure carving a human leg with a knife and fork at a set table = friends for dinner.

Time escape me and too much wine left me a very limited amount of time... so here's a drunken close to midnight sketch for that evening. 

Inktober - Day 9