Moleskine Pages- Up and Down

The trajectory is ever the same.

Moleskine Pages - Icing

His love was the icing on my cake, and the grease to my wheels

Moleskine Pages - Warm Dogs

And we keep the dogs warm.

Moleskine Pages - Merceneries

Fresh from my current Moleskine inspired by the Holiday season.

Moleskine Pages- Pray For Me Mother

Pray for me mother, I can't speak with snakeskin in my mouth and I hate in my heart. I'm still trying.

Moleskine Pages- Everything

The music played on, as sound tracks tend to do. The most hair curling events rendered unremarkable...poetic even, when shown with a toe- tapping musical backdrop. Tapping is an impossible task when you have no feet. He loved feet. He was born with a pair but wanted more. She gave in to keep the peace like she always did. He never lt her keep it though, he took it from her because he could. Her feet were another trophy. He took everything.

Moleskine Pages- In The Garden

The peace of the garden was welcome after the long journey...If we could only ignore the entry price.

Moleskine Pages- Bastard Loves

They demanded total honesty but couldn't face the truth. Secrets seeded the garden. The urge to speak eventually receded. No one missed the sound much, but... memories became painful, and untold stories caused unwanted pregnancies and bastard loves.

They watch over us with an envy tinged fondness; A sad resigned frustration that they can't save us. They are ghosts and ghosts have no dominion here.

Moleskine Pages- In The Garden Of Eden

He knew he had to die to get to heaven, he was o.k. with that...but he still couldn't find his way there.

A New Moleskine Book- In The Beginning

This is the 'Title ' page of a brand new book hence the inclusion of my name and a date.
' The natural world hesitates when it's on the verge of self- destruction.'

Moleskine Pages- Magic

He'd lick her feet to activate the magic. She kept herself hovering above the ground...trying to escape her shell before it smashed to pieces. Her magic was of the mundane kind usually seen at children's parties. No one told her she was crap, no one told her she was good.

Moleskine Pages- Red Biscuit Tin

We had some unused wishes in a light- weight, red biscuit tin. It felt good to know that...secure...

peepig Tom

A tiny collage/ water colour 3"x 7" on illustration board. Kisses are magic, love is power!

Moleskine Pages- Zombies

Zombies run like sprinters and go from infected human to raging monster without ever dying.

Rejected Commissions

Two pieces that were commissioned (by the same person) but never collected.

Moleskine Pages- Born To Fly

Those fishes were born to fly, so that's what they did.

Moleskine Pages- I Collect The Winnings

He drove me to despair in a stretch black limo, a short scenic drive that started on my birthday. Now I wear blue and sweep dust under our bed. I collect the winnings.

Moleskine Pages- When I Was A Child

When I was a child I was convinced my toys had their own secret lives and I physically ached to be part of it. Anything would have been better than my reality. I so longed for a world of magic, fairies and Enid Blyton realms to exist. I talked to cats, birds and ants in the hopes of finding common ground. Growing up only made the world smaller, drabber and less interesting. Nothing could match my imagination and that is something I'll never get over.

Moleskine Pages- The Lights Kept On Flashing

They tried every which way to loosen the ties, but the dogs kept on barking, the lights kept on flashing, and angels still feared to tread, to fly, to drink.