My Artwork

Looking Through My Exhibition at the Bedworth Civic Hall River Hunt Exhibition: A Falling Through River Hunt Exhibition: A Falling Through THE FERRYMAN, 2010 A BLENDING OF ALL THAT YOU ARE,  WITH ALL THAT I AM, 2010 THE CYCLIC NATURE OF LIFE, AS EXPRESSED BY A SUNFLOWER, 2010 A PORTRAIT IN BLUE (CAUGHT IN BETWEEN), 2010 STANDING AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD, 2010 EVERYTHING I WAS, AM & HOPE TO BE, CONDENSED INTO 78 LINES, 2010 BEING LOVE, 2010 A FALLING THROUGH, 2010 THE VULNERABILITY OF NATURE IN THE HANDS OF MAN, 2010 STILLNESS IN DREAMS, 2010

Living Amongst Dreams

Summers Sun soaks into my soul, like the sand beneath well travelled feet. August has never passed so quickly, yet it leaves behind a warmth in every memory touched. Day dreams laced with sincerity and colours so sublime, fragments of everything that has ever been and past. I see blue and gold, shapes that transform [...]

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Without Beginning, Without End

In a town where the words just don’t feel the same, I think of dying. White turns to black and back again, in a room where the doors have no purpose or refrain.

Falling down, I feel like I’m flying but I know that the ground will be the last sound that I hear. My [...]

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As You Are

It’s thirteen thirty four in the afternoon, and you’ve left me all alone, in a building where the walls hide secrets that lie inside.

There’s a difference in the air, or in your hair, but I guess it doesn’t matter, when you’re floating on your cloud, looking down, at everything you’ve ever loved and lost.

It’s [...]

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Where Time And Place Collide

Washed away eyes, and vacant minds pace a distant shore, waiting for fortunes to change. Time seems to have a way of taking our lives away from us, before we’ve had chance to live. But not today. Although my clock reads 15:18, I know that I’m already late. Countless opportunities have been and gone, far [...]

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A Place To Dream

If I count to 3, perhaps the pain will go away. This silence is killing me, but it’s not the sounds that I miss. Today was yesterday, and I’m in need of something new. The stars are still shining above my head, but I’m too busy looking down. It seems I should find a place [...]

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This Moment

As I press keys on my keyboard, words appear, spelling out my insecurities like a Polaroid from years gone by. I painted a picture the other day, it’s facing me now, as if it had it’s own thoughts and preoccupations. I stare blankly back, looking past the layers of oil to the bareness of canvas [...]

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Empty Reflections

What really matters? Sitting here monotonously chewing gum, looking past an empty reflection of myself in the monitor. Is it the words that I write, or the smile that they bring? I turn on TV, and see images of horror paraded like a carnival for the waiting public, and it doesn’t matter how much they [...]

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Tomorrow

Walking through another blackened wall, my thoughts crash against the mortar that’s holding me together today. My eyes are open wide, but the darkness is drowning me again, flooding my vision with discarded images, like a photo album time forgot. But it’s ok, really I’m ok. Tomorrow is only a day away.

(April 2004)

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Broken I Am

A copper moon falls from the sky, like a blackbird unbalanced by the wind. I breathe in this polluted air, thick with lies and resentment, a cloud of disruptive gloom hanging over my heart. -pause pause- I wait a moment for the pulse to catch up with my wandering thoughts, a cyclone of ideas washing [...]

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Another Place, Another Time

This smile can’t hide my broken memory, as the light bulb flickers in the corner of my darkened room. I’m still here but but people keep on walking by, a hint a invisibility, and my mind wanders to another place another time. When I awake, my eyes burn with a deep restrictive glow, a symptom [...]

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