Tuesday, 6 December 2011

 Wish I could get to this but we've got other plans...I always find out too late...

...maybe you can go though...

...more info here...

Sunday, 27 November 2011

Anita Bruce

image via

lovely delicate artwork by Anita Bruce you can see more here discovered here

Tuesday, 18 October 2011

"Soup puts the heart at ease, calms down the violence of hunger, eliminates the tension of the day, and awakens and refines the appetite." Escoffier

Beetroot soup that tastes like liquid velvet.  Not exactly Russian Borscht. An excuse to use these images. Can't remember where I first found them...originally an edition of Vogue.

Sunday, 11 September 2011

Moths wings

close up photo of  little moth hybernating on the door looks like a painting...

Wednesday, 7 September 2011

Alela Diane - Pieces of String

We Gathered Mossy Stones

We gathered mossy stones and bricks from the woods and began building. Then we fashioned an oven out of clay...it was beautiful...fit for a Hobbit...
...But then we fired it, and it cracked...so we patched it...and it cracked more...then it rained and rained and now its all broken and covered over waiting for Autumn sunshine so that we can mend it and light a fire for Halloween...

this post is linked to here

Twiggy fingers

I drove to Port Meadow and was beckoned over by twiggy fingers...I half expected  sleepy eyes to open and a trembling voice speak to me...or a few shuffling footsteps to be taken...I won't be happy until I've drawn it...

Tuesday, 6 September 2011

More Like Trees @ Towersey Festival 25/08/2011

More Like Trees at Towersey Festival last month.   They supported Billy Bragg...He said "you ad em there lads" ...we were there...and they did...they were awesome...

They are playing Favela Chic in Shoreditch this Thursday evening...

Monday, 29 August 2011

Norweigan Wood - Haruki Murukami

" I took my bottled firefly to the roof. No one else was up there. A white vest hung on a clothesline that someone had forgotten to take in, waving in the evening breeze like the discarded shell of some huge insect."
" Once upon a time, you dragged a part of me into the world of the dead, and now Naoko has dragged another part of me into that world. Sometimes I feel like the caretaker in a musuem - a huge, empty museum where no one ever comes, and I am watching over it for no one but myself." p364

"How much do you love me?" Midori asked.

"Enough to melt all the tigers in the world to butter" I said. "Far out," she said with a hint of satisfaction. "Will you hold me again?"

We got into her bed and we held each other, kissing as the sound of the rain filled our ears. Then we talked about everything from the formation of the universe to our preferences in the hardness of boiled eggs.' p349

But you have to read this for yourself...in fact you must buy it, if only for the Lizzy Stewart illustration.