Dragons,dragons,dragons….
My life has changed so much in my adult life,but the one constant has been my dragons.No matter where in the world I have lived,there has always been a surface with a selection of dragons in various stages of life..Some have just been conceived, while others await their limbs.A few still need to be given eyes and others patiently wait for their wings…My style has morphed over the years,but you can always tell whose hands gave them life..Without them,I wouldnt have been able to have half the adventures Ive had,nor met a plethora of weird and wonderful people…
Alas in wanderland…
- …With nowhere else to turn,I turned inside my head and found myself in a sweet place that was just mine and would grow from attention..This place was my refuge..
Fish and flutterbys…
I made these and many more for' Lulia' a bead company in South Africa.Im busy working on my own range at the moment which is a bit less twee and more me:)
Tattys box frame
I had an idea I couldnt quite picture in my mind.I could feel it ,but not see it.This is what I made, and it has the exact feeling I began with all those months ago.I usually make things to sell,but this time I made something to please myself.Intead of rushing through it,I took my precious time.The box is made from an old 'Make do and mend' book and the fashion section of a newspaper that was lining a drawer of mine for donkeys years.The Characters and garments are made with love and scraps of a dear bears'coat...
Tattys’ pocket
I began with the pocket of the jacket and the rest seemed to unravel and reveal itself a while later...
