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  • Sage words

    Sage words

    How much farrow and ball does the world really need, When will we be too too tasteful? Will all the dives Become too gentrified, Will all that’s bright become hateful? The march of the neutral, the hoards of the taupe, The mouse ear, the off white, the bone.  The urban landscape will melt into one…

  • Flat

    Flat

    My cat lies so flat she presses the soft  the soft presses down  And somewhere the soft becomes hard  And shoves back out  And my hand pressing hard  spider steps  inch from me  tiny shapes  Such big shouts  scratched out here  Hard to hear  If you are near tho You can see through See me…

  • Oh yeah

    Oh yeah

    This is the latest in a long series of posts about the state of my studio/craft room. I started talking about this about five years ago, I kid you not. And today I have reached another milestone in the long running battle to Declutter whilst keeping all my stuff. Seemingly  an impossible balancing act. And yet,…

  • Archive

    Archive

    I sometimes catch myself at rest,  I see an older woman,  I’d like to say I see a dish  but I am only human.  I sag, i bag, my skin has folds,  I’m not sandblasted, taut.  I’m showing life upon my skin,  at times it has been fraught.  But this line here is from my…

  • on being counted

    on being counted

    ok, how are we all today? the last day of 2016, a strange and momentous year in so many ways. I am mulling over the implications of the macro political and economic shifts, really I am, but lets face it, that’s a bit too high brow for my normal posts isn’t it? But I have…