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Sunday, February 11, 2007



here it is... but it has changed since this picture was taken!!


new attempts....


another sketch to compare too..work in progress....

This is the beginning stages of a zebra painting. watch the developpment!

Monday, December 04, 2006


golden flowers in pink Posted by Picasa

My painting plate- a feast of colour! Posted by Picasa

hearts landscape Posted by Picasa

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Just an interesting quote to think or discuss from Banksy the graffiti artist from the book "Wall and Piece".....
" Some people become cops because they want to make the world a better place.
Some people become vandals because they want to make the world a better looking place."

I'm no vandal nor am i trying to encourage people to become graffiti artists but is there any harm in adding some colour to some of the grey in this world... Maybe if it happens to be on your wall!?

Monday, July 31, 2006


This painting called Girl in a deli in New York will be shown in a small exhibition in a cafe near Brixton called Cafe Van Gogh. So check it out if you're near Brixton road!!  Posted by Picasa
After the open mic night....
thanks to everyone who showed up on the night, people as far flung as New Zealand and Hong Kong!! I have to say it was a bit of a surreal dream.. in a nice way obviously. I hope to post some pictures on here eventually. Maybe once i get broadband as its sooo slow! I promise I'll attempt it again.. come September!

Sunday, July 23, 2006

OPEN MIC
Well after some absence on the blog, the next mini adventure is an open mic at Page 2 pub down in Nunhead... gulp! It's not like it's a gig or anything but it still involves singing in front of strangers! The butterflies in the stomach are fast turning into elephants!! Here are the lyrics of the two self-penned songs i'm singing. Thanks to Aaron for making the songs sound good on the guitar- some rhythm was missing before... and thanks to my mates from All Saints who will be there, if i get a slot!
Star Somebody
In a world of nobodies and everybodies, there is always a wish to be that somebody please..
Won't you be, that somebody to me?
We're running from the darkness that we can't understand,
chasing the sunlight
the brightness at hand.
Won't you be, that shining somebody?
One star in a million
but it takes all of them to marvel at the midnight sky.
One star in a million but it takes all of them to marvel at the midnight sky.
Maybe in this world, you're somebody special,
maybe in this world, you matter to me
won't you be, that star to me?
A shooting star just waiting to blaze across my life
aiming to touch, my everyday
won't you be-that shooting star to me?
One star in a million but it takes all of them
to marvel at the midnight sky,
I tell you , one star in a million but it takes all of them to marvel at the midnight sky.
One in a milion you are to me.
SECOND CHANCES
Like a first new bud, coming through,
a naked skeleton clothed anew.
Like a first flower petal, comes into bloom
new life, lights up my gloom
dododododo....
Waking up from a deep,deep slumber,
time to make your dreams come true,
forget the seasons past those days won't return,
here's your chance to start anew.
dododo....
Celebrate those second chances,
they come back every year,
here's a season to remind us
life conquers all your fears
his life conquers all your fears.
So when you think that it's all over,
life can't seem to break through
He arrives, so come on closer
a new chance springs out for you.
dododo...
Remember the season will go
night time fades into a daylight glow
an empty space is filled again,
a second chance around the bend, the bend, the bend.
dodododo...
Celebrate those second chances,
they come back every year
here's a season to remind us
his life conquers all your fears
his love conquers all your fears.
dododo.... !

Friday, May 26, 2006


Rita's Pic Posted by Picasa

Friday, May 12, 2006

Heart Graffiti
Must I inscribe these colours ,
these splashes of heart in the dark, in secret?
Fugitive thoughts creep across the wall.
Graffiti of the heart ,
expression of my art.
Some won't get it, some will white wash it.
But it will return...be assured.
Can't keep an artist down.
This is
an expression from the depths of me
sprayed onto blank silences.