...but he knits!!

( from 1950's Housewife magazine... I only added the words at the bottom! )

Brighton and Hove...

Looking Through...

May Took Over My Life...

So, May arrived...as did my Open House Exhibition, the one-woman play I did in the Brighton Festival and the start of rehearsals for Sheridan's play 'The Critic' for Chichester theatre this Summer... Consequently there was very little time for anything, apart from sleeping, worrying, eating...and of course taking a few pictures...

BUT look, I've tried to attempt a 'new-look' blog Thank you Elaine!): rather ambitious after a couple of bottles of Stella, but I'm putting off the ironing...

This is a painting of a woman's voice I was recently commissioned to do...

...here, I just liked the squares

...here, I liked the man-made sun-burst in the rain...

...other man-made stuff

...night wires and wet trees...

...the Open House cat! (and Holly Bell's fantastic ceramics)

...ah, yes...don't really do this, but was rather proud of a Brighton Festival Award our show received and for being nominated for Best Female Performer in the Festival (blimey, wasn't expecting that!), so yes, this is me and playwright Charlotte Jones celebrating 'The Diva in Me'!

...despite some rehearsal rooms being fusty and full of flea-ridden old sofas, I was lucky enough to spend some rehearsal time here at the Nightingale Theatre...

...and only moments away from the chip shop!!!

So after a May of madness, things are settling down a bit...I'm back in the theatre making use of my small-ness next to someone else's tall-ness for great comic effect...and happy!!!

The Ever Helpful Vicar...

...another bit of '50's frivolity

Tea Drinking and Constant Collage...

Not really back to myself yet...

Can't get motivated to blog properly, I'm afraid...

But I'm absorbing myself in addictive collaging and tea drinking...

(Thanks for all the lovely messages, by the way, on the last post)

More Words Outdoors...

I'm watching British, solid rain

and feeling like a child...again.

Havn't cleaned my brushes,

Havn't cleaned my shoes

Have felt rather sorry at the Micheal Jackson news...

The rain is going crazy now,

(the cat is hiding by the door...)

the condensation's cosy though

It's good to watch it pour

Ghostly K8 with a new job...

Weird Westminster

Amazing to see this at a tube station...it's like disused underground prison cells: really odd

Here's some more collage advice...

And another...

I'd quite like to be a bar maid there...or maybe meet the supervisor!

Collaging with Public Property...

close-up of one of my Union Jack collage paintings

As some of you may know by now...I love collage and I also love public, civic and industrial stuff...so I've decided to try combining them...

a sound warning...

not really a problem after Guinness...

This is my Mum!!!

There was Doubting Thomas...and now there's Dauntless Thomas!

The Pope's Pavement?

Surely along the Southbank it must belong to Dick...

Fantastic design...

...with a bit of pretty...

Crikey! It looks like Broadway has hit London Bridge...

I've never tried 'outlet'...

...or we'll cut them off, like we did to this naughty person!

At The Tip...

My son said I should paint this!

Stig of the Dump!!!