A horse, a camel and a donkey decided to have a race. The horse had its agility, it was running from the moment it was born. So it could go faster than most. Gallantly spritnting and jumping over hurdles The camel had its endurance, born with thick skin and humps to store fat, it canContinue reading “The donkeys vision (commission)”
It’s always a pleasure making art for fellow artists. This was commissioned by a friend of the very talented MC Angel. I used symbolic representation of her values and her own lyrics to make this portrait.
They’re in the dark corners you pretend not to notice, and they come out to play when it’s dirty inside… or sometimes just at random… The rats that you tried to hide, running rampant chewing up your curtains and carpets…taking your values for randsome. They grow if you feed them, they become rabid when youContinue reading “The rat tamer (commission)”
Now Deeply rooted in my grey matter, emotions stem from a flower that never leaves. I lay there, mired in thought, wondering how different my plot would be, if her seeds were never sown… If she had never grown on me… Her petals shine like gold medals, on my podium of pandemonium, cropping up everContinue reading “Flower “
Her heart breaks, not for the player and his promiscuous ways, but for the homeless lady she sees in the same spot everyday. Her heart bleeds, not for gucci bags or anything else she might wish to keep. But because she heard about families in Grenfell towers burning in their sleep. Her heart weeps notContinue reading “Shallow tears”
‘Buried alive’ Feelings that had blossomed into something beautiful, thrown back into the undergrowth, like a beam of light sucked into a black hole. I couldn’t see the picture, you couldn’t play the roll… So we fought what felt right, and turned dawn back into night. We buried our emotions… a thought that has leftContinue reading “Buried alive “
All the pitter-patter prints different patterns in the back of my mind. I try to be shelter in turbid times. All the chitter-chatter puts new coats on old characters, at the forefront of your thoughts. I pray we make the most of these rainy days. You storm in, I storm out. Its almost always windyContinue reading “shelter”