A strange day as I had to stand like a glass of water beside a muddy path. This was after a journey round the rim of a flan tin – I didn’t dare look in. After the last person walked by (with four legs instead of two) John and I came home, a two dimensional world locked away in the boot.
Landscape From An Automobile
Moving Through A Landscape
I had a day off from standing in a crow’s nest waiting for crows. I cleaned the window after cleaning my telescope; the latter had wheels and doubled as a tube train, typically I missed it and had to catch the next one. I am sure I saw June standing on the platform without a car but holding a steering wheel.
The Window – Second Version (I sold the first version without photographing it first) – apologies for skew whiff photograph! Please lean to the left when viewing it!!
I visited the tea clipper headed man and we talked of life on high, low and medium seas. I then had to dig the garden with the hair comb I no longer need. The lady next door cleaned her windows but didn’t look out – nor did I look in, even when two large black birds approached from an ancient wood.
Mysterious Landscape – Investigation One
Mysterious Landscape – Investigation Two
I had to see the doctor about a new continent that had suddenly appeared where Atlantis had been. He tested my blood pressure and the mountain range on my forehead changed from blue to orange. A sea eagle delivered a message and I pulled a piece of oily rag from inside a toy drum.
Planetary Drift – The Score
I heard a voice, I think from the place where I accidentally made a large hole while drilling a small one. I was just going to write a dance in reply using Natya Shastra techniques when the cat walked by holding a step ladder. I could understand the ladder as he is quite short but not the mouse motif on his baseball cap.
Cat – Sketch
Cat On A Cushion
I had to pull a basket full of Kraken fruit from the depths as June stood like a lighthouse dreaming of sinking ships. I wound up the rope as music descended like low cloud. Everyone around me was reduced to white noise before I put two teddy bears in my holsters and went out to find something just OK.
Paul The Sailor
June and I stood by the playground attractions we made in the house after the original kitchen disappeared overnight. I found myself in a roundabout tumble dryer communicating with words on whirling clothes. The cat police entered wanting to interrogate us – the dog wasn’t sure if we would talk.
Dogs Dinner Portrait
Cat Trying To Catch A Fly
Kitten On A Cushion – In Memory Of The Artist’s Mother