Showing posts with label Dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dog. Show all posts

Wednesday, 9 October 2019

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

Tuesday, 26 November 2013

Moleskine Pages - Constitutional Motherhood

One by one my maternal duties fell away. I never consciously ticked off a list of lasts. The last bottle, story, button or bath. I am now, like the Queen, a figurehead. A constitutional mother. My mummy muscles at a loss, still yearning for their old job.... Wishing with a lump in my throat that I'd marked each occasion.

Friday, 12 July 2013

Moleskine Pages- I Miss You

The legend told us of familiar shadows and seductive voices. Brown bread memories and washing line tents.I carry you on my frozen shoulder and see through your undead eyes. I miss you.

Wednesday, 19 June 2013

Sunday, 6 January 2013

Moleskine Pages- Fat Little Liars

Mum was conflicted; he had such pretty manners, and her kids could be such fat little liars sometimes. Why did they have to tell her such things?

Friday, 21 December 2012

Moleskine Pages - They Were Sad

'Even as they lived their lives, they knew they'd look back on these days with a joyful ache, a painful pleasure and an aching loss. Although they were never able to pinpoint the cause. They didn't know why they were sad, but they were.'

Tuesday, 13 September 2011

Moleskine Diary pages

It is widely believed among the old wives of Arabia that a bite by a rabid dog results in the human giving birth to a litter of puppies. My Arabic grandmother was convinced of this, and knowing our English obsession with dogs, would warn us of this on a regular basis. This only acted as an incentive as far as I could see, to find a rabid dog to bite me. I was going to get a litter of puppies one way or another.

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