They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most urgent. from Whales Weep not by D.H...

The Glorious Fox I loved the idea of a Fox portrait. The changes in colour in its pelt and the movement in it from the wind called to me....

Heart of the Tiger Many years ago it was the year of the Tiger and a little cub was born. (Yes it was me, just in case I lost you along...

Curiosity killed the cat.... or not..... I have recently been faced with the reality of marketing art when you are in lock down. In this...

The last few weeks have been hard, but throughout it The Raccoon (my partner) and our cats have been a steady support. To my readers I...

Three years ago, this week I finally walked the streets of Granada. I had planned the visit (including booking it and losing my deposit...

Three years ago this week we were visiting Granada, Andalucia, Spain. We wandered the lanes and every nook and cranny begged to be drawn....

My beautiful art teacher had magical green eyes. I spend several lessons staring at her in that slightly disconcerting way I have. Other...

As a small child my father would take me for a walk along the beach. We would talk about what we saw, think of stories to explain the...

My first one person show happened when I was four. Or so my mother delights in telling me. I had been the third child, and after two boys...