Her

There was a girl who looked like me She followed me close by. If someone hurt or saddened us She hid away to cry She weighed as heavy as a rock But couldn’t quite be seen She sometimes almost went away But reappeared in dreams She often spoke in voices Quite like those I knewContinue reading “Her”

Paw me

It was all a bit of a mad dash, with not much time to panic as it was a cancellation. But the surgery was very much needed as the drawing hand was really struggling with bad arthritis and pain. A massive thankyou to my friends and even to people I know only a little, forContinue reading “Paw me”

Drawing on

Hello yellow light and hopeful thoughts wherever you are. In these ambiguous months of daring to hope, but not wanting to feel any more disappointment, we stand on the edge of a life we might step into. For some of you, your path might have turned a new direction entirely, leaving you a bit floaty.Continue reading “Drawing on”

January Blues… and pinks and purples

I have just wrestled a feather bower out of my puppy’s jaw. This sums up life at the moment. Anything might happen. And usually does. As the days open and close in perpetual motion and seem to be on an endless loop, what we can choose to see as groundhog day, still contains the unexpected,Continue reading “January Blues… and pinks and purples”

Sit in my bucket

Yesterday in the middle of our government approved dog walk around the block, I saw something quite out of this world. My daughter had already raced off home, bored of the slow pace, and I was left watching the horizon. I watched in awe, as ten, playful dolphins, danced and swirled around each other inContinue reading “Sit in my bucket”

A personal tour

Hello everyone and welcome to your tour. ! As you can’t come to us, we thought we would bring Skye Blue House to you and share a little of our world and various Art Spaces. In the three years since we have lived here, we have transformed every inch of our little kingdom. And inContinue reading “A personal tour”

The art of receiving

The first couple of weeks of lockdown were taken up with a non stop production line . Every sofa, table, inch of floor and kitchen worktop was taken up with a pile, box or bag being printed, sorted, collated and labelled. It was industrious, challenging, extremely time consuming and, because things didn’t arrive from Amazon,Continue reading “The art of receiving”

February Flowers

Twice in the last week I have been told to smile. Both times I emphatically believed I was smiling already. And what was wierd was one person could hardly see me on the phone, and the other had their back to me when they said it. Thing was, I was in big pain. And itContinue reading “February Flowers”

What are we doing?

There are lots of types of Art. But even more types of Artists. As most people won’t be written about in a hundred years for their brush dexterity, what is the point of getting in a tangle. You don’t have to be good at anything in particular or do everything at once, but what isContinue reading “What are we doing?”