Hinting at space, to be unborn.

Digital Photographs. Brainstorming ideas.

"When I exit and recall your eyes; Leaden depth and dark, hinting at space. Oh the richness, hinting at everything, And unborn uncreate. To be unborn. Like an angle fallen whilst I saw your eyes, leaking lights". Michael Cashmore.

A bird with broken wing yet nothing more.

Brainstorming ideas. Graphite one paper.

"I know a dog much blacker than night, Who lives in a house where nothing is right, All sorrow and loving riches at bay. Lie true lie true lie true lie true. Lie true lie true lie true lie true. Lie true lie true lie true lie true. Lie true lie true lie true lie true."- Isobel Campbell

Imprint After.

Gouche, water colour and water pencil on paper.

"Why did you choose to stay? Are you sure about your life for once? Have you fell? How are you gonna live? I can tell you that you've gotten far. Why did you want to come back to me? Was it cause I didn't want to leave? I want you to know I'll keep you out of harm, but you got to know you left your mark...on me.
I don't want to talk about him, And how he wasn't shy. Don't tell me anymore about what you had, I know you're different now from what I had. It's a good time. I'm sorry i couldn't name the colour of your eyes. I don't want to talk about him, And how he wasn't shy. Don't tell me anymore about what you had, I know you're different now from what I had. It's a good time". Toro Y Moi

I hear flies.

Graphite on paper. Draft intended for dry point etching.

"Where O where have you been my love? Where O where can you be? It's been so long, since the moon has gone, And 0 what a wreck you've made me. Are you there over the ocean? Are you there, up in the sky? Until the return of my love, This lullaby. My Hope is on the horizon, Every face, it's your eyes i can see. I plead, i pray through each night & day, Our Embrace is only a dream. And as sure as days come from moments, Each hour becomes a life's time. When she'd left, i'd only begun this lullaby". Mark Lanegan & Queens of the Stone Age.

Tears streamed down her worn cheeks as she whispered to his reflection in the carriage window "I kill all beautiful things". - The last Friday we knew together. DB.

My Pussy Bites.

Graphite on paper and fabric. Brainstorming ideas.

"And I'm sorry to whichever man should meet my sorry state, Watch my sturdy, lonesome gait and beware, I will never love a man 'cause love and pain go hand in hand, And I can't do it, Again." Laura Marling

A really awful drawing however just something quick to get an idea onto the page...

When I feel lost I look at my picture of you... believe not that I love you.

Self Portrait. Digital Image. Brainstorming Ideas.

"I've been thinking on my wandering, On the way home from your house, That I love you and why I do, And if there'll ever be someone else. Young believers, Come and see her, She has pushed him to the ground,Though with one hand he could break her, With one hand split her in two. But the reason that we love him, Is a hope he don't want to, Is a hope he don't want to. And can you find for me a higher thing? So I can love he who will not fight for me, Cause I do not believe, Believe that I love he, So fight for me, think and feel for me. No I do not love thee, but believe that I love you. But believe that I love you. And when you're drinking alone, No it's bad for my soul, Took him back to the eagle, Though it songs in my window. Ask me deeming, Hear you moaning alone, Yes I heard the song, Like bullets to me, Put a carn in me, Knowing every scene, Who was fucking crazy." - Laura Marling.

When I feel lost I look at my picture of you... believe that I love you.

Self Portrait. Digital Image. Brainstorming Ideas.

I tend to immerse myself in fanciful infrastructures I create in my mind... at times completely fading away. DB.

So I Tongued You

Still image from flip book. Type C Photograph.

"We have material minds, And restless hands, Longing hearts, And lonely beds. But we purchase stuff, And work too hard, Use our heads, And fill our beds. And we’re left with wretched hearts, And mangled minds. But we live our lives, On broken earth. So caught up." - The Middle East.