I had a few welcome light bulb moments this week.. Continue reading
Barnet wars and other things
For the first time in 39 years I have better hair than my sister..
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Spring has sprung..
In my online shop! French bulldogs, songbirds, party dinosaurs, leaping Easter bunnies and teacups to name but a few.. Continue reading
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Please vote for me..
I have applied for a free start up grant from the website: www.enterprisenation.com (Fund101) to kick start my illustration business.. Continue reading
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Free Art Friday!
We all love free stuff so I thought I’d start doing some downloadable doodles.. Continue reading
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Fungi..
Got a bit fixated with painting mushrooms this evening.. just such a nice shape (I know what you are thinking and no I don’t mean in that way), I like the fact that they grow hidden away and might kill you/make a nice dinner/or both.
I’ve also been working on some new designs for ‘I’m not sure what’, maybe button badges? I’ll scan and upload them and you can tell me your favourites. Hmm think the mushrooms might end up as a tea towel design eventually?
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I meant Introducing…
See, I am so shattered I can’t even type straight (note to self: put glasses on)
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Introducing Fred
I have been working away on him and the book project for a while now (eyelids well and truly propped up with match sticks). I’m so pleased with the end result I thought I’d share..
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PS Dear Megan more ‘mingos coming soon…. squawk!
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Frozen under foot
Glass blade, grass blade, frozen-under-foot blade,
Frosted by the cold of an icy winter’s morn,
Its green blade, ghost blade, lost-amongst-the-frost blade,
Crunches with each step, as the day begins to dawn.
And as the sun advances,
A warming sunbeam chances
Across the ice-white-frosted-sparkling, melting shards of grass.
And slow, the frosty winter scene
Turns from endless white to green,
And lingers through the chilly day,
Until the frost returns its way -
As night, white-night, descends.
TimG
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