The Garden of Plenty
March 7, 2010
The divine feminine, mother earth, the dark magical mysteries that lie under the earth. Feminine receptive energies where time is circular.
A lot of my work is inspired by this very powerful imagery. So I though it as time to balance the energies, masculine thrusting energy that propels itself forward in the world and keeps everything in balance, the yin and yang, the light and the dark, the sun and the moon
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oil Pastels, pencils, acrylic, scanned and layered digitally.
design for an aged glass panel
November 26, 2009
The Frog by Hillaire Belloc
November 20, 2009
A priceless ode to Billy Bandyknees – especially for my dear friend Seanpaul whos frogs appear in the image and were my inspiration for this blog
Selected verses from
The Bad Child’s Book of Beasts
- Be kind and tender to the Frog,
- And do not call him names,
- As “Slimy skin,” or “Polly-wog,”
- Or likewise “Ugly James,”
- Or “Gap-a-grin,” or “Toad-gone-wrong,”
- Or “Bill Bandy-knees”:
- The Frog is justly sensitive
- To epithets like these.
- No animal will more repay
- A treatment kind and fair;
- At least so lonely people say
- Who keep a frog (and, by the way,
- They are extremely rare).
by Hillaire Belloc
Persephone
November 8, 2009

`playing with a ball of clay this afternoon, cant believe she appeared, a sense of real strength sprung from my fingers, she feels so free, so free its scary, there is a part of me thats down with Persephone ………….
Addendum: I just realised that I went to see Julia Cameron speak (artists way book) the previous day, it was quite challenging and bought up a lot of childhood images, I see now my “form” is my unconscious self that is bursting to get out. There is nothing to be afraid of.
Prayer to Persephone
Be to her, Persephone,
All the things I might not be:
Take her head upon your knee.
She that was so proud and wild,
Flippant, arrogant and free,
She that had no need of me,
Is a little lonely child
Lost in Hell,—Persephone,
Take her head upon your knee:
Say to her, “My dear, my dear,
It is not so dreadful here.” Edna St. Vincent Millay
All the things I might not be:
Take her head upon your knee.
She that was so proud and wild,
Flippant, arrogant and free,
She that had no need of me,
Is a little lonely child
Lost in Hell,—Persephone,
Take her head upon your knee:
Say to her, “My dear, my dear,
It is not so dreadful here.” Edna St. Vincent Millay
Flickr: Your Photostream.
toile d’erotique v2
September 21, 2009
Toile d’erotique, blue repeating pattern, shoe ruffles, paper dress, paper scultpture, rows and rows and rows. one image repeated back to back and then flipped vertically to form this geometric pattern. I love the way the initial image take on a totally differentt meaning.
this detail shows how the four images are repeated to form this lozenge shape
The “Dada” paper shoe” no. 5
September 16, 2009
Todays shoe was inspired by dear friend Analu in Rio. Her Dada workshop produced so many colourful images on flickr that when I started working with crepe paper I just had to dedicate this shoe to her. THANKYOU ANALU!!
I cut strips of crepe paper and “twirled ” into long spirals, then glued them onto the shoe upper shape. After finalising the pattern I then completed glueing the upper to the sole……….. Cannot wait to produce shoe no.6 … what to do with them all I ask myself
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such magnificence
April 7, 2009
Who could believe I could be sitting with two adorable friends, drinking a cup of earl grey tea and munching on carrot cake and have this magnificent bird parading on a few feet away from us, amazing. I have never seen a peacock with its tail feathers “up” strutting his stuff and rattling his feathers in a vibratory fashion. Obviously a mating ritual, he stood so tall and proud, his irridescent feathers gleaming in the sunshine, my heart lifted and fel joyful to see such exuberant colouring, however the peahen was totally oblivious……………… Seems so different in the “human” world. 
Head F— 2
March 28, 2009
Oh isnt she pretty, cute and sweet, pretty dress, like a dolly but her head is full, full of everthing but cute and pretty. A mask she had to wear………………..
around the corner
February 17, 2009

Sitting here this morning looking out of my window, there is a vague stirring in the breeze…….. the beautiful trees still in the their winter slumber, are beginning to awaken. The air is warmer, the soil is warming and soon the small buds will swell and eventually burst open into a riot of green growth, blossoms and stems reaching their necks up to the sun. The seasons are so beautiful, something to look forward to in each one. The promise of summer and the abundance and colour it brings forth really fills me with expectation and excitement of what is just around the corner …….































