Space ... beyond the final frontier
I grew up in a big mad family. No space to swing my arms, or pick your nose in private, always competing to be heard. Space was limited,...
Tea, blankets and Art on the Move
If only I could duplicate myself! Send copies here and there to do the stressful, boring and mundane, leaving the original me to paint...
Cards for sale..
Another exciting trip to the printers and I came back with a cherished bag of cards. Ten designs taken from some of my paintings, reduced...