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“I Want To Paint Myself To Death”

I think there’s a unique buzz one experiences when standing in front of paintings by an artist one admires which can’t quite be matched when viewing the same paintings online or in a publication. Its an immersive experience which takes Read more…


The Art of Stealing

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One of the most memorable characters in English literature is the Artful Dodger from #CharlesDickens book #OliverTwist. A dictionary search defines the word artful as skilful in a clever and cunning way, as well as skilful in a tasteful way. Read more…


10 Reasons: How I became a successful artist

Information in this post has been verified by Snopes.com to be Completely Utterly Entirely True In my misspent youth (read delinquent layabout), success and I didn’t look like our paths were ever going to cross. More likely I looked set on a collision course involving many Read more…


Listening to the Voices of Dead People

DISCLAIMER: this post does not involve cruelty to animals such as bungie jumping rabbits force fed on crack. (SPOILER: Ending is ghastly.) I’m in my lifelong sanctuary, my thrill zone which I suspect even a bungie jump from some spectacular Read more…


Houdini’s Got Nothing On Me

OK I’m not talking about being dunked in an olympic sized water tank tied up to my eyeballs in chains usually used to tether continental tankers. Nor am I talking about being in a creepy subterranean room, empty save for Read more…


Love Hate Relationships

I hate January. Its a time of year when my gut instincts are to shut down and hibernate (I’m sure I’m a genetically modified squirrel) but it invariably tends to be a month that’s riddled with shit storms. (I just Read more…


PopUpArt!

I do love it when I’m right. Dont get me wrong, I dont obsess about it, or go around in this tshirt (much as I confess I’m tempted) but when it comes to teaching art, I thrive on proving that Read more…


Back to Africa

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I am having a hard time putting my thoughts down. Its like being a  shepherd without a sheepdog, trying to coral a flock of bloody minded sheep charging off in all directions. At the best of times the inside of Read more…


Spirit of Afrika

I love scary movies-not the slash and burn type-more of the spooky sort. I recall watching one such movie ages ago, late at night (when else?), alone (because no-one else fancied being scared shitless) and almost dislocated my back from Read more…


Queer As Art

…and There's Nowt So Queer As Folk…(ref: Welsh Bible Ch.1 vs.1) In 1967 when the UK partially decriminalised #homosexuality I was 10 years old and my family were in the process of getting out of Kenya and moving to Dubai. Read more…