Here is a remarkable conceptualist drawing. The drawing is immaculate and drawn by a child I conceived; I think it is better than anything Tracey Emin’s ever done, child or grown up. It might even be better than Pot Family … Read More
And here we are, the artist’s daughters; Mr Draper’s progeny. Well done Mr Draper but remember, there was a Mrs Draper; daughter of a creative too; so don’t hog the limelight
My Indian Princess sits amongst her frescoes; in her school uniform; holding her horse bought as a souvenir. Beautiful brown haired princess; goddess, schoolgirl, soldier. Begun as a collage for Italy, Native Americans and religious piety; it has become, in … Read More
Did you ever do something good as a child only to be told stuff like “you’ll get your reward in Heaven”? No thanks, especially if that dead old bag Sister Doo Dah is on reward duty; it will be slim … Read More
“You have to accommodate your pasts within your persona, it helps you reflect on what you are now” Wise words, Mr DB. Here is a study for a drawing in pastel and crayons; first in a theme of pictures called … Read More
Horses, horses Saint Catherine: Indian Princess Horses figured a lot in a mid twentieth century childhood. Cowboys and Indians, ornaments, hobby horses and rocking horses. The said white and winged variety, circuses and in the curvature of the fields flanking … Read More
Jewellery Family Tree: Rather renowned for our love of jewellery, in childhood we were given treasures. Silver plate to make bangles, ceramic mosaic tiles from the pottery for earrings; best of all the necklaces cast by Nibs.
Rock Family Tree: First in the series of Family Tree; the sea, the rocks, pebbles and sand; woods, metalled/rocky tracks and houses in the trees; houses heel-dug into grassy slopes. Cow dung, barn walls; Campion and blackberries; whipping grasses. Different … Read More
Gods come in many guises and so do places of worship, vessels for the sacrament and what we hold worthy of adoration. School housed more glam and glitter than my weekend high life; priests in their golden threads, popingjays circling … Read More
Daydreaming my way through classes, I feasted my eyes on the saints that were an example to us all. “Die damn you” seemed to the overarching message, “die and really start enjoying yourself”. I asked one of my sisters what … Read More
Here’s a little David Bowie; I’m going to make him into a medal for lifesaving. He survived a Seventies diet of milk and cocaine to become an example of Health and Strength; well done, Mr Bowie. Maybe not Mr Universe … Read More
Here he is, St Peter Chanel of the Staffroom; saving the souls of wayward convent girls and having his head stoved in for unsolicited missioning. How the nuns fluttered when men came a visiting; how they loved a Christian man. … Read More