Honk

via Daily Prompt: Honk Honk if you are dead entity masquerading as a sentient being Honk if you’ve gone all flabby on the inside and haven’t had an original thought in six months Honk if you are afraid of people that sparkle Honk if you think Trump is the problem Honk if the dress is […]

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Pencil Study- Human Foot

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A remarkable thing is the human foot. Also quite exquisite naked of its flesh. I have a fascination with feet. One theory explains such a fascination with having spent a large amount of time in infancy being at foot level with our caregivers. At such a vantage point they become mythical and unfathomable in their importance. Inscrutable and bewitching.

 

 

Teapot With Bluebells

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Acrylic.

I like to make myself at home wherever I go. Tea drinking is a big part of that. Improvisation is often involved.

Workshop participant A.

Where is the teapot?

Workshop participant B.

She is painting it .

It was a very pretty teapot. Crying out to be painted. I should have waited for it to be emptied perhaps but none of that matters now.

The Birdhouse

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I am bird nerd. Always ways always will be. A good portion of my life is spent just looking out the window studying their activities. Not a minute of it a waste.

They have dismantled the house across the road where the pigeons were nesting, I knew the day would come. They were bold and held on till the end but they have moved on now.  Their home of many years is nothing but an expanse of sky between two walls. I still see them flying though. A swathe of silver circles the rooftops before ducking and dipping out of sight. A marvel that lifts my soul each and every time I catch it.

My dream is to one day have a house with a garden and in that garden there will be a tree with a bird or two or three or more.

Birds mean home to me. I want them to take me with them. Home.