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| Butterfly makes it through the winter. |
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| Money trees, a bright hope for the future? |
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A little End of Winter number. |
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| Escape from the Island of Dreams. From the Dawn Treader. |
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Memories from days gone by as a baby boomer, in the darkness in the deep places in the underground. Frightened by the sound and condition as a very small person -the wind rush and noise "The wind blows cold in the underground" A spurious and hysterical comment from Ron Geeson in a performance in a small hall in Ladbroke Grove in the late 60's. - but that moment covered my experience as a kid. |
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| Start Right Shoes have far to go, also seen in the Underground many years ago. This is far from an accurate rendition of this bygone advert. |
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| Rough Seas |
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| Nearest port in a storm. Any port is any weapon that comes to hand, the storm is your temper. The first thing you can find to hurt with, often racial, sexual or religious slurs. |
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| Still Sailing |
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| Beach hero collecting into a dufflebin. If everybody picked up stray plastic from wherever, maybe it would help to clear up what may turn into a giant problem and also serve to make us all more aware of what the future could hold. |
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| Beachscape |
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| Dropping bombs on civilians |
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| The Backhanders Play tonight and get ten pounds free. |
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| A little bird just told him, (about a bribe) |
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| slight gauntlet |
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| Creature enclosed in it's own space |
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| Bird Bath Cant find my face in the muddy water. |
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| all art is propaganda, says a well known art critic |
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| The all came out converted with spiritual bliss. A new design for Birmingham New Street Station |
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| I'll walk you half way home |
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| The secret life of towels. Hanging from inside a bathroom door. |
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| Bookends or knickers - take your choice |
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| An image I was working on that didn't make onto the trees web site, due to the fact it was free and had gotten filled-up. I set it up as free because I knew I wouldn't be working on it for years and it seems that the free sites keep on going, whereas the paid ones disappear after a year. |
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| Away in a manger, my second ever nod at Christmas. |
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| The mighty Tor |
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| The Mighty Tor and offspring A hybrid of Devonshire Tors. |
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| weird and wonderful beasts coming from the legs of the throne. Maybe this was where it became chic to have royal corgis. |
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| Queen with Corgi tongue in cheek rendering of an old master |
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| Same as the other although the images changed drastically as I went through the digital process of representation. |
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| Medieval Ironwork Ancient tribute to Lord & Lady Gray of Norwich. |
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| Autumns last throws |
