Showing posts with label rubber stamp. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rubber stamp. Show all posts

Monday, 25 May 2015

Moleskine Pages- No Man's Land

She delivered him without medical assistance. She couldn't help it, he was helpless, hopeless and soft in the middle. He was happy to float in her orbit. He had faith she'd always save him.

Tuesday, 10 June 2014

Thursday, 23 January 2014

Moleskine Pages - Vacancy

She felt an emptiness that came from the howling void inside her. Her guts nestled around the vacancy but couldn't fill it. She rented the space out on nine month leases, but the rent was never paid,

Friday, 16 August 2013

Molskin Pages- Digital Technology

She lived a real life in a fictional world conceived by an omni- potent god using the latest digital technology. He had his suspicions but saw no reason to alarm her. He held her and envied her faith.

Thursday, 3 January 2013

Moleskine Pages - The Naughty Corner

'Their communication was rarely if ever verbal. He tuned her into his own frequency. While I lived in the naughty corner.      The animals only ever spoke English.'

Friday, 14 December 2012

Moleskine Pages - A Sordid Spectacle

'I knew life grew out of my tree and into my womb. Branches cradled my longing, while birds sang the purple blues and sold tickets for the sordid spectacle.'

Sunday, 9 December 2012

Moleskine Pages - Two Warring Camps

'They made their bed in a narrow valley between two warring camps. It was uncomfortable, noisy and exposed but it got them on T.V.'

Friday, 11 November 2011

Moleskine Diary Pages Nov 2011 - I Saw Everything

This group of works are a visual representations of the kind of people I detest, maybe for that very reason, I come across them all the time. This person, who I know very well thinks she has a God given right to take precedence before everyone else. When challenged, she blatantly lies and talks her way out of situations. Do you know quite how much I loathe you but am too chicken to say anything?

Moleskine Diary Pages Nov 2011 - Rootless Spirits

Haven't we all met one of these? Always hearing half a statement then jumping to conclusions. Living with someone like this isn't fun!

Tuesday, 8 February 2011

A New Moleskone Jan 16th update (new pages)

I used a new little rubber stamp to decorate the wall, I hate having to repeat a pattern, stamps are much easier.

As I was drawing this, I pulled a thread in a crochet blanket fred bought from a charity shop, It made me think about unknown and unforseen consequences.

We found we had a family of rats living under the decking and that the ratcatcher had placed blocks of poison for them to feast on. On the one hand I felt awful for the poor creatures and the other I was worried about disease and our electric wires they nibble on.

I was watching Criminal Minds and thinking about human nature. How do you become a twisted, heartless killer?

I've always had a love-hate relationship with angels. As a child i would see angels scuttling along my bed-room ceiling, they were watching me and reporting my actions back to God. Mum never seemed to notice them but I was silently terrified all the time.


I am posting a few more pages from my current Moleskine sketchbook.
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