Moleskine Pages- It Doesn't Add Up

He knew he'd never grow up till he killed his parents. They knew he couldn't kill them if he remained a child. Who blinks first.

Setchbook Pages - Lactation

Every time he lays on a couch, memories flooded his feeble brain. It forced her to lactate on demand.

Moleskine Pages - Baby Teeth

I don't have the strength to smell the roses. I don't have the stomach to count my blessings. I do keep track of my baby teeth and happy tears.

Moleskine Pages- A Saintly Saint

She was a moveable feast. A picnic basket in human form. A universal mother. I hate her.

Moleskine Pages - Sweat

She nurtured everyone with a forceful vigour. Her milk; rich in human kindness and life- preserving anti- bodies. It gave her pleasure, and her diamante buckles twinkled and flashed with toe- curling Extacy. We tried to show appreciation but the sweat stained armpits and ripe body odour made it hard not to gag during close contact.

Moleskine Pages - My Martyr's Wardrobe

+"I wanted to atone, I craved a hair shirt. Tears were given; just cheap currency, a damp cliche. So I buy my martyr's wardrobe from QVC's celebrity range and feel quietly sorry for myself."

Breastfeeding Is Mandatory

This is a stand alone piece on illustration board.I had to crop the image as it wouldn't fit into my humble A4 scanner. If anyone has a question about the content please ask, I am always happy to argue about art matters!

Moleskine Diary pages 2012 - Please D Not Feed The Characters!

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