Moleskine Pages- I Wish We Could Keep Our Heads Buried In The Sand

This page took less than an hour to complete and I scanned it in straight away. So this is really fresh. I normally allow works to percolate for a time to see if I still liked them , understood them even.

Moleskine Pages- The Wedding

The news was old by the time it reached us. The bride was no longer a guest, her bouquet was now compost and her virginity , her husband's honour. All she wanted was a pretty dress.

Moleskine Pages- Sex On Tap

" He married her mainly to have sex on tap. She married to get a new name, a new role and warm feet. They built a house on their rich fruit wedding cake and vowed to complete one another."

It Was Her Fault - Moleskine Art

Drink Me - Moleskine Art

I collect old photos. It saddens me that people could so easily dispose of old family photographs, so I see it as my duty to adopt these long forgotten relatives. I weave stories around them, give them names and generally make them comfortable.

He Was A Perfect Fit - Moleskine Art

When we boil down our lives and relationships to their bare bones, we come up with pretty uncomfortable truths. Through the millennia, men and women have fashioned roles for themselves that they cling to even when they outgrow them. The tendency to pervert and abuse each each other has no bounds. But on the whole we rub along from day to day, swinging from drama to ennui just to keep life interesting and give us the impetus to wake up in the morning. Is this too reductive a summary? I'd love to hear your thoughts.