Buzzard follows me or maybe I follow you as I walk, drive, breath…
Barn owls, everywhere Magical sight in the air Grand, powerful stare. The first time I met you, barn owl, it was in the summer 2005. I was driving in the very early hours of the morning, on the motorway in the south east of France, on my way to Germany.
Back when I used to hang out in dog parks in South East London with my pack of dogs (which went from 1, to 2, to 4 then 2 again, all girls), I met a rather large boy dog called Blue. Rottweiller cross with German Sheperd. I first met him when he was a pup […]
towards the light house, amongst cruiseship and ferries… blue sea, dog diving.
❤ Women of all kind Be proud to be who you are Don’t make yourself small Allow your soul to unfold. Please get together You are more than YOU can see: Like a rock, you’re strong, Like fire you can rise, roar, Soft as a feather, Beautiful like a tiger. You’re Earth, Wind, Fire… And […]
Long-eared Owl and I realised how much I have missed the woods Wildlife just goes on Wether you’re watching or not. Just be who you are, For you are nature.
Painting in the dark, Lit by candles in the night. “Power” cut, eyes shut.
A new year begins, As I watch black birds feeding While I keep painting.
I often wonder: What do I have to offer, the world has plenty.
“Potato mug, potato mug, potato mug, potato mug…” ~~~ Self-expression is A journey inward, Toward (self) discovery. A quiet voyage… a stone in the sea. ~~~