Oils

Three portaits of winter




Three portaits of autumn




Scrunched up pieces of paper

…I picked up bits of scrunched-up paper the wind’d scattered on the pavement… I smoothed them out on my knee…



Red and black




Pan




Nightscapes




Me, myself and I




Jump!




Happy birthday jo!




Good intentions




Daughters of Eve






Compassion




Annunciation




Cold




Autumn




The magic lamp






Farewell




Winter