Friday, December 28, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Friday, August 31, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
I was working on a garden, cleaning gravel. A monotonous task except I the artist amused myself by making decorative chanels to let the water out of the driveway, where we were washing the soil out of the gravel. It didn't make the job any longer or use more water or anything like that, I don't know why I wished I had a camera with me.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
As my workspace becomes my bedroom, do my dreams become reality. Is it a matter of positive positive, luck or money. O for a studio large and tall I'll travel the world to find a place to stop and create for a while. Still I refuse to work in the factory or the system. If I get a holiday from my head will all become clear and paths open easily mapped out in continuity.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
In my garden is a home.Made dome.I can't get the Internet reception, but I can use my mobile phone.I got my period, so I go into the tent and lie down. It feel like some ancient sacred space in here. A place where I can space out on nature.
Listening to the rain, and smelling the breeze. Watching spiders and water drops.
Now I can hear the birds not drowned out by the hum of electricity and o the Saturday traffic. All of this to numb the dull ache and pain in my womb.
Eventually I get up, go inside the house, boil a kettle, make a hot water bottle and switch on the broadband. UPLOAD.
Friday, May 18, 2007
Sunday, May 06, 2007
IT IS A WIZE CHOICE, not always an easy one, being an artist. A curse that has to be played out in order to return as a happy factory worker. Not like I have a choice, or is it control. To give myself control and easing of emotions is me artist bit. But justice as I think I'll have to give it all up I spot 'two boys kissing.'
Monday, April 02, 2007
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
National tree week meets Westside, or was it wetside. More art, community art and creativity in Westside.
We planted a willow sculpture bringing more life to the area, and dressed for the weather in flippers and goggles we are determined.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
That MDF painting is being transformed once again. A model wagon, some x traveller... Leads to my other lives that all join together keeping me busy pottering at the speed of an inch an hour in an artists light, not limiting, ever changing.