Inktober First week

All artwork is available for sale at bargain prices during the month of October. The prices are for the original works not prints.

14 cms x 21 cms. £60. " It was a futile undertaking, a tragic waste of time. But life's lessons are learned the hard way, sadness is a crime." Pen and ink on heavy illustration board.

Add 12 cms x 17 cms , ink and watercolor on heavy illustration board. £55 plus p&p

Add c14cms x 10 cms. Watercolor on heavy illustration board. £50aption

14 x 10 cms on heavy illustration board. £50 plus p&p.

17.5 cms x 12 cms. Watercolor on heavy illustration board. £55

Bus Stop

Water colour on Illustration board.

Soap

Watercolour on Illustration Board 13" x 8". Original £300. Signed limited edition prints £75.

Blue

Watercolour on Illustration board,  13.25 "X 8". £400. Limited edition prints £90

Moleskine Pages - Middle Distance

They set up home in the middle distance; no man's land between left and wrong. Inside the outside...no door...no key...no foundation. No ears on the walls, no deadends in the living rooms. It was cold out in the open, it was pointless pain. They quietly wished their time away...everyday.

Moleskine Pages- Birdsong

He spoke in bursts of birdsong...short notes of joy and misery. I fed him seed, worms and balls of bacon fat. The local crows saw through him. He was a fake...I only wish they'd shared this information...I would have flown away.

Moleskine Pages- Connections

The connections grew tenuous with age. The universe yawned with studied disinterest while easch of us danced towards the exit. There was no music...the last few notes hung in the air...a pretty memory..a poignant miasma of a living world. The generations would continue into the greedy void but there would be no welcoming parade...no moving words to keep the stars shinning. The numbers grew less and less and the light slowly dimmed.

Moleskine Pages- The Heat

The heat did funny things to their memories. Some melted clean away, while she struggled to put the fires out. Others inched towards the arctic region of her brain. The rest slumbered obliviously in photo albums unaware of the carnage going on.

Moleskine Pages- Fail

She was sure that there was a point to all of this. She was determined to find it. Forests of aborted thoughts lined the path to her internal mansion. Queues of lost souls would come to play.

Moleskine Pages - If Only...

Nothin was ever hidden.

Moleskine Pages - Salome

The flowers were a cheap currency, an excuse for being a dead token in a living mind. Sometimes she did mind.

Moleskine Pages- Clean Up Your Own mess

The exorcism was about to begin. Nobody knew where the demons came from. They were born early one morning on a blue day. It was now a red letter day and time to move them on. Demons have an uncanny ability for spotting receptive hosts; they look for short memories and central heating.

Moleskine pages- Teeth

Showing fear is a sign of impending violence..Of creeping distrust. She channeled her hate inwards and ate her children instead.

Moleskine Pages- Welcome To my Uncertainty

From close range I caught his cold, his child and his charisma. He asked for them back. She despised magic tricks. His whole life was an illusion. A made-up world of ever more mind bending lies.

Molskine Pages - Walking On Water

I learned early how to walk on water, to tread softly on unstable minds. Drowning was never a worry in stormy times. My talents bought me new layers of skin and enough excuses to ward off any rightful blame. I grew up in a house with a dead garden, I never
learned to walk on grass.

Moleskine pages- Before The War

From the softness of his head came soft thoughts of milk and honey. She fed him on pieces of her self when the darkness overtook them. She dreamed of loving him more but didn't care enough.

RCA Secrets 2017

This year's contribution. I hope whoever bought them enjoys them.

Promise

They kept their secrets in deep pools of thought. Magic words lifted clouds of collective anger and gifted animals with the burdens of man. The women learned to live and die underwater...all alone.

Moleskine Pages- Mother, Can I Come Home

Mother, can I come home.

Moleskine Pages- Language

His pathetic need always made me feel slightly sick. A sweaty red face announced his intentions...just another language I'd picked up without ever meaning to. My pretending not to understand made him work harder and made me smile.