When is an etch a sketch
      Process priceless
      Without it
      Life is spice less
      Working with the dust
      Simple tools eye to hand

      Plastic paint

      With every fine brush stroke I must be aware of the final result

      I work with a small section at a time this technique does not gallop across a slate .

      Orange,cerulean blue black and white the colours just right

      Shades of grey the aftermath of a great day.

      With each step of the process the painter sees values emerge

      always learning to change those values as we paint 

      Unfolding a surprise for him a challenge for me 

      Working with the Stars not the Wars 


      Holbeck at night

      Holbeck at night
      it’s a wonderful sight
      looking for dark arches
      it’s left park up
      be quick holding up the show
      kids in a new hiding place
      spirits soar a firm response
      I choose the oar
      hot water bottles blankets it’s cold
      wine flows a pound a slug
      ruby ruby ruby mac when will you be back
      A firm of poets
      Holbeck at night


      Things Change

      Things change

      There is something you can change
      your outlook on the situation
      learning to accept what you cannot change
      view more positive
      looking for ways to cope
      rather than drastic means to end it
      you start to take a measure of
      control of what seems to be an uncontrollable situation
      The common cold of the mind
      anyone can get it
      it can be treated
      things change.


      Creativity Poetry an all

      Seeing in colour is a bonus it gives us over and above what we need to survive , no price tag , free to you . Using our ” mind stretch set” creativity a tool of the mind relax the brain at the end of the day it’s got to have value to you .No path determined in advance no distance laid down.The routine of existence can be transformed like all art reaching in to corners and catching us of guard .Life as a funny way of catching up use it to move forward.We take the pressure and make it work.So in art ,whether your process belong or short the tedium or on the spot drawings a surge of creativity we see what the end or goal will be .Lets celebrate our own creativity innate creative power.
      The time 6-30 the place The Calder a first for them and me too the scene was carefully set an installation in its self,engines concrete and bench .Instinctively I chose a spot with simple tools to hand grubby pieces of conte pencils came free, choosing her stance she activated the scene.My fear off doing nothing turned into shape ,the more I focused the less I noticed what was going on around me .Can you see it ? The Bret Domino effect individuals require taking risks the out come is at sometimes unknown.Yes it’s good to keep going we determine the rate pushing and pulling ourselves in out of isolation .
      If we can see a path way then we’re getting qualified you can’t make it more then what it is . I know where I’ve come from I can only go from where I am .

      Carter Street (Wakefield)
      Handy Pandy who’s pulling his strings
      his real they cried out in alarm
      the doll green hair stood on end
      dragged to school at a frantic pace
      barely time to count the flags of hopscotch days gone by.
      School door shut were out of time – never a smile from Miss
      “It’s them Abbotts” late again.
      Time tables dinner tables shoved around
      how those wards in sound we spell while waiting for the bell.

      Stroke Survivor poem
      My Mam
      Tough and gritty
      Feeling thwarted
      Lying on her bed
      Now got visitors
      Hunger strike aborted.
      It’s my nerves she said
      With sun light in her bouffant .
      What you been up to pastel popper ?
      Working textured fragile shades watch
      To the side red overlap blue finger blend
      Lavender violet & pink too
      I use your fine liner pen
      It’s hidden in a box
      Your hand is steady mam and numbers
      Oh…The Tetley Pub Hunt ’84
      Best beer brewer of them all .
      Mam’s got a brand new bag
      “My stroke has gone”
      Brain-relax my pastel popper Mam.
      Brain-relax my pastel popper Mam.
      ” my shoulder won’t go where I want it to”
      sail away lady we got you out of your 10 pound
      dressing gown
      new shoes on you get a lift
      off the rails keep walking
      hairdo Wednesday
      pastels sandpaper and brown paper



      Behind the scenes terrified of not going out there .Backstage the actress must see someone else in the mirror we have to make sure it is us we see.
      Possibilities inherent in the everyday materials of life slate image formed out of the darkness while in a studio space in Rotherham Southyorkshire
      the studio door shut the smell of paint gone.