My Diary: The Artist’s Life

Today the summer winked its eye and I wore a long boat on my shoulders pretending to be an illustrious admiral‭ ‬-‭ ‬my boat was made from the paper I wrote my memoirs on.‭ ‬Apart from walking footprints to the shops and back,‭ ‬I was as static as a coral reef.‭ ‬I continued to draw black lines around both positively and negatively charged particles.

The Artist's Life

The Artist’s Life

My Diary: Fantasy Heaven

I was at home most of today‭; ‬standing on the ancient parapet and walking under the shadowy arches.‭ ‬I diligently put small crosses on the individual ivy leaves so that they could be returned to their owners.‭ ‬I had to curl up in the chair in the evening while my wife tried to fit my alternative body into a conch shell.

Fantasy Heaven

Fantasy Heaven

My Diary: When A Cloud Comes Home

The morning was spent under a translucent sheet which reflected the light from the multiple eyed beings that floated above my binary star system head.‭ ‬I worked in the garden as long as I could before taking an even longer snake to the off licence and ordering a mint tea.‭ ‬Dan came back from the seaside with his car headlamps hanging from each ear.

When A Cloud Comes Home

When A Cloud Comes Home

My Diary: Homage To A String Vest

The day started with me being posted through the letterbox and subsequently landing on the doormat with a loud plop.‭ ‬After reading myself thoroughly I went to town pulling a camel behind me.‭ ‬I crumpled up my Arabian secrets like a ball of string and gladly accepted a transparent heart when it was pushed into my shirt pocket.

Homage To A String Vest

Homage To A String Vest

 

Oh Anne-Marie Why Did You Do That!

Oh Anne-Marie Why Did You Do That!

My Diary: Drawing Of A Tent

A nice quiet day as the amorphous‭ “‬sheep‭” ‬animals slowly slid over a horizontal mirror,‭ ‬which I peeped into occasionally to see a joint of quorn‭ ‬-‭ ‬apparently this isn’t as good for you as soya.‭ ‬In the evening I felt a black blank strand‭ (‬with a loud silence‭) ‬stretch from my head and reach the sky.

Drawing Of A Tent

Drawing Of A Tent

My Diary: A House That Can Double As A Dress

I started the day as an honorary member of The Country Boys and we talked about our next adventures.‭ ‬I felt a bit left out as my only super gift was the ability to pull a horse and cart out of one ear and a headless rider from the other.‭ ‬In the evening I quietly saluted one of my true friends who had the head of a bull and claimed to have known Aubrey Beardsley.

A House That Can Double As A Dress

A House That Can Double As A Dress

My Diary: Placement Studies For An Untitled Oil Painting

I took an early morning trip to see the volcano that spews out fish.‭ ‬I threw in my money and took home my prize.‭ ‬However,‭ ‬I didn’t have time to enjoy it as I had to go to town to be an extra in the latest Godzilla film‭ ‬-‭ ‬this was the one were the monster discovers religion and the whole world is destroyed in the subsequent fireball.

Placement Study For An Untitled Oil Painting 1

Placement Study For An Untitled Oil Painting 1

Placement Study For An Untitled Oil Painting 2

Placement Study For An Untitled Oil Painting 2