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Good news and really sad news this week. I found out that Intute (for whom I work as a cataloguer) has had its funding cut by half. This basically means that there may be a bit of work this year […]

There is only one thing to say. I would rather be in Venice than here. review of Venice trip on interface.

“You’ve missed a bit” mouthed the passer by at the window. I had started painting a red strip, stripe, around the walls of shop unit 15. First coat finished 30th June, back today for second coat. Bought 2 globe lamps […]

This is my last post for this blog. I thought the question of what to do next would require endless soul-searching, but writing the blog, and participating in other blogs has really clarified my issues, priorities and expectations. I realise […]

So what does one pack for seven weeks in an unknown city where you expect to eat, sleep and make art? Apart from knickers and t-shirts, my list, so far, is as follows: * kg graphite powder * a small […]

Corrupt politicians, corrupt lawyers, corrupt bankers…I wonder how many corrupt artists there are? www.artswain.com

LAST DAY OF “WET” 28.06.09 Today is the last day of WET and I have been invigilating, which is a tough job because it is a very beautiful sunny day out there. It’s been fairly quiet, and this seems to […]

Me and Cosmo went up the woods the other day to see if there were any signs of wild flowers growing around the oak tree? On the way we met a woman whose sister had a new golden doodle like […]

Studio: I’ve really enjoyed being part of the studio. We all get on well and are very supportive of each other. I realise that in one way (financially) we have been very lucky to have such a lax Landlord, I […]

30/6 St.Omer – Just back from an amazing 5 days working in the Côte d’Opale. Driving and simultaneous map reading was rather nerve racking but managed without too many wrong directions and missed turnings to get to St. Omer, which […]

Louise Nason Artist in residence. Saturday 27th June. I visited the Chersey Museum. The museum has a wonderful collection of historic fashion dating from the 16th Century. www.chertseymuseum.org.uk I went to see a demonstration being giving by Bridget Strowbridge on […]

Dear interested readers, Joss Burke is currently in the UK organising a summer school at BCU for Japanese University students. She has sent me some information on two Bordeaux artists that I thought it would be good to share with […]

De-installing the degree show has taken considerably less time than installing it did. However, this has meant that I have been able to immerse myself not only in research for my attendance at the Khamseen symposium but also in sending […]

Page 7 Little Blue lets out a sigh of delight as its hot fluid cascades into her bejewelled crevice. She gazes up at you as you look down at the French Fancy gently regurgitating from the dark mysterious opening that […]

Page 6 Little Blue greedily opens her legs, proffering up her own dark hole, its jewelled, fleshy mound, puckering hungrily at the thought of the hidden insides of the French Fancy. Little Red expels the French Fancy from her mouth […]

Page 5 Little Red bites into the French Fancy, her teeth gliding through the soft pink layer, its sticky filling oozing around the contours of her mouth, licking her lips, she can taste its creamy, golden centre. But before she […]

Page 4 In wonder of what lies beneath its pink exterior Little Blue offers the French Fancy up to Little Red, “Take a bite and see how good it tastes,” she says looking at you.

Page 3 Before she can answer her own questions, Little Blue’s train of thought is broken when her hand touches upon a sticky, liquid surface that immediately begins to form into an object in the palm of her hand. Pulling […]

Page 2 Overcome with her own curiosity and desire, Little Blue looks over at you, and reaches inside Little Red’s dark hole. Uncertain as to its boundaries, and having no idea of what dangers may lie in wait. She begins […]

Page 1 In a small kingdom nestled amongst deep forests and sparkling lakes live Little Red and Little Blue. Little Blue meets Little Red underneath the seedy light cast from the glisten of Little Red’s monstrous rear end. Sniffing the […]