Blue

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

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- Teeth

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

Moleskine Pages- Nose Bleeds

Her ribbon collection grew into fluttering stream of hurt. Each one a clumsy apology. A pretty nose bleed to add to the others. What broke her heart was knowing that there would be many more to come.

Moleskine Pages- Magic

He promised to show me a magic trick.

Moleskine Pages- Sharks

Everyone thought he was saving her life...She knew that that was not his intention.

Moleskine Pages- Siren Songs

Even in happy times they were in the company of ghosts. Lonely ghosts silently willing us to join them. Their Siren songs calling us to cross over.

Moleskine Pages- Sock It To 'Em

She loved me, she loved me not. I didn't need to spell out what she, the cat's mother, couldn't read. Which Gods do I call on for routine emergencies?

Moleskine Pages - Popeye

"Can I watch cartoons please?". I didn't want his sweat to get on my new dress. Even with his spinach, Popeye couldn't save me.

Moleskine Pages- Cue For Murder

She knew tacitly what was expected of her. Every word came with it's own micro  climate. She became expert at divining the weather. Sunshine was the cue for murder.

Thatcher's Boy

We did what we were told to stop the shadows metastasizing into solid black. Those who joined them beat us...for now...

Moleskine Pages - Silent Grief

I had the solution to problems not yet encountered. But as the floods came, I just watched in silent grief.

Moleskine Pages --He Loves Me

Even on a beautiful sunny day, I felt compelled to carry an umbrella. He never got tired of trying to kill me even though I'm sure he still loves me.

Sketchbook Pages- Living On The Edge

She sat on her crazies to maintain control. But they began leaking out nevertheless. Reality was wasted on her. She lived on an edge with no safety net.

Sketchbook pages- Thinking Of The Good Times

I finished this a few minutes ago. I have an idea of what it means but my mind is still digesting it. Feel free to make your own interpretations.

Sketchbook Pages- I Am Real

I saw him in my dreams years before he appeared to me in the flesh. He gave me mixed messages that I chose to misunderstand. I knew he wasn't real.

Sketchbook pages- Home

She had no trouble seeing home in her mind's eye, but finding her way back was another story, home was gone.

Sketchbook Pages- Cabbages And Kings

The voices in my head were real. I was the imaginary part. Everyone was convinced of my existence.I didn't want to disappoint them. So I lay close to the ground and dreamed of Cabbages and Kings.

Sketchbook Pages- Drowning

He was drowning but still she couldn't stop crying. Their song was playing on a loop. Potential children willed themselves to be conceived but love still hated them.

Sketchbook Pages- He Ran The Gauntlet

It rained and rained and rained.