Her voice is soft and kind, soothing and sensual. She asks us to create a state of awareness around the big toe of our left foot. (read more)
a GRIPPING tale of serendipity…
In celebration, I perform an aerial somersault and land on top of his head smack-bang in the middle. (read more)
“I despise a person who puts themselves on TV, in newspapers, any kind of limelight, whatever the circumstances might be.” She said, before she swore me to secrecy.
‘Send Out The Clowns’ was a mail-art call, earlier this year, to celebrate International Clown Week, 1 – 7 August. The drawing accompanying this post, is by Martha Aitchison, co-organiser. Details of the project and a gallery of entrants, is found here: Clown Parade Project My contributions are located near the end of the gallery.…… Continue reading Send Out the Clowns
“Well, we all know what men do with their right hands!” Jen looked into my eyes, accusingly.
Pressure. Always pressure. Never a few hours to think, sit in the garden, sip tea, sketch out ideas onto paper. Never.