The comic book craft fayre was AWESOME!!!! People were buying sets of my poetry zines.
I did however forget to take any spending money with me and so had to wait for people to buy things before I could order any food though Smokey Joes did give me a coffee before I had the money!
I wore my new felt wings which I made for a wedding during the summer – they light up and have a tail!
This Sunday we are going to be splitting in 2 and doing a magical flit to The True Believers Comic Book Christmas Faire at Smokey Joes in Cheltenham, and ALSO the Cranham Craft Fayre.
I’ll be taking The Little Book of Festive Poetry and Winters Bloom plus the stickers and cards and things I’ve made. I’ve also got some mini canvases I’ve made, mugs with art work from the Festive Poetry and some hand made creating tags etc…
Alaric will have some of my books but will mainly be selling candles 🙂
Friday 20th November Cheltenham The Strand 40-42 High St, Cheltenham GL50 1EE, I think it is like £5 to get in. This is a poetry event run by the Quiet Compere to coincide with the Medicine Unboxed conference that happens each year in Cheltenham. I have very kindly been asked to perform!
I am quiet excited about this and have prepared some special treats for the audience!
Last year I did an Advent painting challenge and produced a painting a day. The results are in this book along with a story-poem I have written to thread the pictures together.
It is a tale that pierces right through to the heart of mythology and to our feelings of loss and renewal. There are only 20 of these books and in this form that is all there will be!
I may put it out there in other formats but for now you can get this off of me at events and shows or you can message me and we can sort out buying online.
The paintings were done in water colours for those who are wondering 🙂
So a few years ago now I wrote a series of halloween poems for Jean who wanted something spooky but not scary and could only say spoogy as she was four or something. I then did a few more poems and typed it all up and did some illustrations the originals having been lost in a water drink spillage. And I got the Little Book of Spoogy Poetry which I put out as a down load, then I saved monies and got it printed and have been selling them and giving them as presents ever since.
Last year me and the yeti set out to do readings and halloween craft activities and the like so I sorted a couple of illustrations into colouring sheets which I am now posting on the internets for everyone to spread a bit of spoogy fun 🙂
Tonight the 22nd of October 2015 is the launch of Kissing The She Bear by the amazing poet Anna Saunders – Anna’s poems are dark and deep and whimsical and pull you into the other whilst wrapping the very real world and experiences around you. This time she has teamed up with the excellent Will Humphreys as the books photographer – Will’s images are always emotion stirring and thought driving, he is one of my favourite composers within this art form. I am very excited about the combination of these two artists and will also be getting the chance to perform some of my own mythos based poetry at the event in Cheltenham – it is free entry at Copa.
I actually created this picture in September but it is the style I have chosen for the Intober drawing challenge – I am actually creating a series of interconnected images that make up a visual poem.
I hit my head and recovery has been hard, I am struggling with drawing and writing. But I went to the local comic book meet up and found out about a drawing challenge Ink-tober where you draw each day.
I shall attempt it. Writing I do at the moment is speech so this will be my poetry.
Mum and Dad pondered
Synagog on Saturday
Chapel on Sunday
The Weekend scrubbed out from Friday on wards
Bits cut off of willies
And christening robes looking silly
Then there were the holidays
Easter and Passover
Hanukkah and Christmas
Not to mention the food restrictions
No milk with meat
And fish and fowl instead of steak to chow
No bacon to eat!
Aio vey
It’s enough to give anyone a headache
Bioyo
Arguments with the inlaws
Arguments at school
They did what they had to do
And I grew up an English agnostic
See Already?
The bee flits from flower to flower
Looking for that nectre power
Sometimes he gets some
Sometimes he don’t
But he always carries away the pollen
Like a dope
And rubs it upon the next bloom he sees
This is how the fruit gets in the fruit trees