I have just come back from an extraordinary exhibition in Portsmouth by renouned street artist My Dog Sighs. The artist has spent the pandemic developing a whole world for his characters, especially his quiet little voices, who come to life, in many forms and have their own language and environment. The location for the exibitionContinue reading “I’ve been Inside……”
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Ageing beautifully
Two weeks ago I was given a lovely bunch of tulips and I have loved watching them age, and I realised today what a metaphor they are for growing older and seeing beauty where many might only see decay. At first the flowers were upright and prim and proper and within a couple of daysContinue reading “Ageing beautifully”