Winter has gone Spring is here...

The cold months.Looking forward.


Love is Brown. Snow. Berkshires Dec 2010. The lead up to christmas.

Death of the art wall...

Children have the best imaginations. It took us a night to paint.



The entire apt has now been painted white

Bail Out, 1966

this photograph makes me smile, I need to get a frame for it. The text at the top tells you abut the photographer, a seventeen year old boy named Stephen. He won a prize for this image.

He spells his name with a ph, the same way may dad does instead of a v. I like Stephen spelled best like that.

Macon Street

i-pod shuffle always throws up some treats. (Although I haven't put anything new on my i-pod in years. I thought I updated it before NYC to discover all of the new music remained on my computer and none of it made it to my i-pod.) But sometimes you pick music to listen to on purpose....This is the result of getting hypnotised by old Cavil At Rest songs....my very favourite band from California. Brings back memories of the drive to Vegas and Leeann chucking the CD out of the window for having it on repeat (there were only 3 tracks haha)








We found an art shop and got some water colours this was our first art exhibition. Theme = Love tree's. Our street was voted Greenest block in BK. Let the love Grow

Have I been a fool?

We made amends but nothings mended
As what I gave can not be mended
I led you on but leadings wrong

I made a meal of it and stumbled
We both knew that my cookie crumbled
I led you on but leadings wrong

A kiss is just a kiss
I think that's what fools say
But that is what this is

Have I been a fool? Just say,say, say
Have I been a fool? Just say
Have I been a fool? Just say
Have I been a fool? Just say

You made a mountain of a molehill
Well that's what I will tell myself still
I led you on and leadings wrong

I made a meal of it and stumbled
We both knew that my cookie crumbled
I led you on but leading's wrong

A kiss is just a kiss
I think that's what fools say
But that is what this is

Have I been a fool? Just say, say, say
Have I been a fool? Just say
Have I been a fool? Just say, say, say
Have I been a fool? Just say

I've been told I'm cruel
Due to what I do
I've been told I'm cruel
To you

Have I been a fool? Just say, say, say
Have I been a fool? Just say
Have I been a fool? Just say, say, say
Have I been a fool? Just say
Have I been a fool? Just say



This song came on my i-pod shuffle whilst I was painting and hanging out with my sister. I love the way certain lyrics speak to you.

I dont think a kiss is just a kiss. I went to a party with someone I was seeing, a few months back. We still clearly like each other. This guys friend kept saying how gorgeous I was. he asked me in front of the guy I was with if he could kiss me....

A kiss aint just a kiss..

You're Crazy

La La La


You're crazy, hey, hey
You know you're crazy, oh my!
You're fuckin' crazy, oh child
You know you're crazy
Ay,ay,ay,ay,ay,ay,ah,ah,ah,ah, yeah!

Jumping Jack Flash

Felt tip pens make me happy (click Jack to enlarge)

Mother Toilets..I'd say!

Ian Stevenson's Mother toilets. These are the mother of all toilets,i wana pee here bad! There is nothing I love more than discovering a toliet with the most fun and funny stuff written inside it. Just to make you smile/ laugh while you go. I think that this is genius.




Wash your hands

ps. maybe you have to see more to agree so here is one more.



ROAR ! what lady wouldn't crack a smile after seeing him under the sink

Don't Go

I loved him.
It was the first and only time I had experienced love at first site. It was instant. I was ready to give everything. I was selfish and I didn't care who I hurt. I wanted him. His love was all consuming wrapping me up like a blanket. I couldn't even see anybody else. Was there even any body else in the room with us, ever? I think we just saw each other.
I loved him.
He loved me back.
He'd say dont go.....
and I knew he meant it


Never were there truer words spoken!

I saw this picture and saved it for him as his wall paper on his lap top.

Do all good things have to come to an end??

Part of Ian Stevenson's Mother Toilets project.

FLY AWAY WITH ME.

I think it'd be pretty cool to be a bird. In my dreams I'm an amazing flier.


Gouache on canvas/collage with wallpaper and paint fun. This painting always upsets my dad, he always asked me to finish it..cos there are little bits i never got round to painting. To busy flying in dreams.

sometimes I'm really scared

Love is a risk. Be brave!



I recently found this little lady, she is an old GCSE art piece for my "Women in art project". (So she's exactly 10 years old) I really did love her advice! I have noticed that sometimes when you want an answer to something, life often has a way of showing you a sign or giving you the answer to the thing that has been troubling you.Thanks lady.x

Ugly

I saw these little bears with their missing noses, eyes and faces in a little shop in China Town New York. Beauty is only skin deep.

I dont want my inside's to be ugly anymore.

Love Tree's

Welcome to the Macon Street Stoop exhibition