Over two and a half years have passed since Ruby Fresson graduated from the Royal College of Art with her Masters in visual communication. Two and a half years of moving out of London, buying herself a barge in Bath, taking up teaching on the illustration BA at Plymouth and of course busting her nuts creating a plethora of new work – or “illustrating her socks off” as she’d most likely put it. I’ve always been envious of Ruby’s work (we did art foundation together so it’s a lasting envy) for its masterful approach to traditional techniques, colour processes and wonderful use of line, which goes from strength to strength as the years go by. She also has the work ethic of a single-minded shire horse, capable of subjecting herself to unfathomable hours of dedicated labour on a project that particularly excites her. And that’s why she’s so bloody good!