London Town

Hey Im off to London, and will be at LAB at the ICA with the Righton Press,

Tangled Knitting

I like train rides,
they give me lots of time to think about THINGS and knit,
A train ride means i dont have to drive,
I,m a very Careful driver,
and this seems to make people CROSS
they drive very close and flash their lights.
A train ride means i dont have to park,
I went on a train to visit my mum- and we did things,
like walk to the DAILY shops for milk and bread,
we talked about the world today,
My mum doesnt like the world today or teenagers,
she thinks teenagers are SCARY and should do,
national service or become plumbers.
I said that was silly.
my mum also worries about digital television,
and how she will record a program if she,
WANTS to watch another channel.
I worry how my dad will manage with all the wires,
with funny gender connections.
Talking about the new world and tangled wires,
makes us both sad.
So I concentrate on the good things in Life
Like Christmas Baazars, Onion marmalade and JAM,
and mum concentrates on Line dancing
which she is very good at nowadays,
Sometimes I listen to line dancing music,
I do it on my IPOD on the train,
then,I can only hear my world
so I watch peoples eyes, very carefully,
to see if there is an alarm, like a FIRE bell,
People think im staring, but im just looking hard,
So I concentrate on knitting and look at that instead,
Knitting is very hard with an IPOD on,
The wires get tangled in my hair,
and wool gets WRAPPED round my wires,
Knitting and listening to my Ipod gets me very tangled indeed!!!

L.A.B and sitting room

Ps, my artists books will be at the I.C.A in London, 23rd-25th Nov ,for the London artists book fair, If you cant make it there you can see them on my link to art, Hair-loom.blogspot.com.
Also one of books is touring with the Sitting room exhibition, I am not sure where it is now? holland i think

House Wellies

Funny isn't it how blogging makes you feel such guilt if your not posting as often as you would like too. I have in fact been resting my head ,trying not to think too much about art and trying not to spend my time wishing I had more time. I can spend a whole day wishing I had more time. Time is odd, do i really want a world without time where i eat just when im hungry and go to bed when i am tired?, days merging into each other like they did when I was a child on school summer holidays. Time measured by the seasons, or even daylight like it was before the "night time electricity!' But hold on, i wouldnt want to live without electricity, i mean how could i cope without doing the ironing or more importantly ironing at night !!!
In my attempt to forget about time and control my obvious desire to iron I have been filling my time with walking and running. Im not the best runner and Im very impressed that I have managed to do a whole 15 mins without stopping. at first my legs hurt and my friend suggested that I should perhaps rest inbetween runs and not try to do every day. I mentioned the fact that I used to run a mile or two frequently in my youth, every single day before breakfast, she mentioned the half marathons she used to run before breakfast! So now taking her good advice I have rested my legs but have slowed down further into a kind of brisk walk.


Today i went rest walking and wore my green wellies instead of my runners. i actually prefered it but found myself running again across the farmers fields. it was fantastic i had forgotten how much fun it is to run in wellies. Ditch the trainers welly running is by far superior. I felt like a child again all skippy and happy and reminisced about play acting G-Force with simon and david,( but thats another story.) I jumped in piles of crunchy leaves, collected flowers such as cow parsley ,spun sycamore helicopters and waved at all the boats sailing past on the river. in fact i had so much fun in my wellies that I really didnt want to take them off when I got home. so now Im thinking of buying another pair and using them as just as house wellies. I wonder what joy they will bring!!!

My lovely friend

Here she is,the famous Kathryn Edwards yea!anyone want to go see her play in manchester???