Anxious Expectations

Let’s talk constricted throats and neglected goats and not throw away remarks about panic attacks. What has she taught her daughter? To suppress, impress, dress less and care more, To lock the door and cry on the floor.

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Lost & Found in Paris

Disclaimer: This is a random and rambling post, a head emptying exercise so please don’t expect it to make any sense! I can’t remember the words that just came to me, because mainly they didn’t make sense to my monkey head. They are spluttering and confusing but my mind is trying to communicate things that […]

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Write me a River

I am a writer it seems. No fanfare. I was literally dealt that (life purpose) card five days ago. Having searched for my dharma I now firmly know. It’s a strange, sequence of signposts but finally it makes sense. I’m not that clever cauliflower kind of writer and I’m not talking about “what do you […]

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Denis Bowen at Dean Clough Gallery

Denis Bowen was not an artist I knew about, I’m ashamed to say. That’s why I love discovering people’s stories and seeing how they influence my life and inspire me. I recently viewed Bowen’s work at Dean Clough gallery in Halifax and here’s what I learnt – Bowen was a south African born artist and promoter of […]

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A dark poem about those dark eyes

When I look in your eyes I sense something primal from my core being. I see a beautiful dark sunflower, petals surround and circle the black pupil planet. Mystery, wisdom, kindness, humour, instinct, impulse, passion – all these things are there. Is it fear? Is it lust? Is it anger? I can’t surpress it, it arrests […]

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Wings

I thought it was a phase but I’m still obsessed with wings, here’s some sketchbook work I did ages ago and my wall mounted wings in my bedroom reminding me to maintain serenity where possible.

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Leeds Gallery

A recent visit to Leeds gallery. My hi lights were “Girl in a Green Dress” by the infamous Freud as well as “the lady of Sharlott” who broke free from her curse. When she saw Lancelot, her mirrored prison shattered and she was free of gilded constraints.      

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