Moleskine Pages - She Sailed Through Life Singing

She sang songs straight from her heart. Nothing could stop the flow of tunes. Through war and peace, time and space her pipes never let up. People were born, lived and died without respite.

She Breeds Them You Know...

Collage and water colour on a scrap piece of illustration board.

Moleskine Pages- Amniotic Sac

I never wanted to leave the amniotic sac. I was content there. I had everything I needed. I knew nothing good lay outside; so I would hang on as long as I could, but the walls were getting thinner and my guardian angels were preparing to fight for my soul. In the end they lost . I died while something else was born.

Moleskine Pages- Love Your Children

Her children were an unexpected disappointment. Terrorists, vampires and at least one Fascist Dictator with a tiny mustache. She loved them knowing no one else would. The world usually found a way to destroy them, thankfully.

Moleskine Pages- Shit

Shit...

Moleskine Pages- The angel Cried

In the absence of God what is there to curb self interest? we blinded each other with sharp words and pointed looks. We were all right and all wrong, but there was nothing to lose and nothing to fear. I whispered rude words in an angel's ear...It cried.

Moleskine Pages- The Red Mist

He was her means to an end, and she means business. He saw her mean streak but loved her anyway. She was the mother he could love, and the lover that consumed him. Together they lived inside the red mist.