P.T.D.P

Painting the Daisies Purple When I moved from Dubai to London, I had brought no belongings with me and I had said no goodbyes. I stayed at a friend of my mother’s, a council flat in Acton. I must have been aged about six years old, perhaps five. I spent days playing with the littleContinue reading “P.T.D.P”

P I N K

In, I think, about forty minutes I will fall asleep. My sleeping pattern is so so so kdljfsdfkgjsdfg. It’s fine – by the end of this weekend a load of things I’ve commissioned will become available to me. So exciting. To me. So… I live a lot in Dream Land (asleep or awake) … I’veContinue reading “P I N K”

M A R I E A N T O I N E T T E P A S T E L S

For the last two days I’ve been …kind of really exploring the character of Hannibal Lecter & also – only a very brief moment ago – when I was composing this entry – I guess the phrase “appreciating the senses” popped into my head. I studied film, and my mother came from a performing artsContinue reading “M A R I E A N T O I N E T T E P A S T E L S”

Gray

BOOM FOR REAL. As I posted this on Instagram, there was an eruption of fireworks and a car alarm went off. All hail the scribble God who inspired Scribble Scribble Zine. Click Here for Event Info If you’re local to London between now and 28th of Jan, go. Then go again. If you’re not localContinue reading “Gray”