Auto-portrait (watercolours)      Debbie with budgie - pregnant, radiant, lovely. (watercolours) Northumberland (Ink Wash-Off Technique)  Amour parti sans regret, sans souvenirs, sans chagrin. Il s'en fiche, c'est la vie en rose. Love come and gone (oil pastels)

Quotation from Oscar Wilde ..."men marry through fatigue, women by curiosity; both are disappointed" ... Fly to the web,teased,stripped,devoured ...

Qui suis-je? Ou il est? 'who? where? what?' Oil on canvas 40x40cm

La douleur. Douleur du putain de dos, douleur de chagrin .... laquelle? 'back pain' Oil on canvas 50x70cm

'Never seek to tell thy love...' William Blake  (oil on canvas, 50x70cm, urban classical poetry) "Never seek to tell thy love, a love that never told can be for a gentle wind doth blow, silently, invisibly. I told my love, I told my love, I told him all my heart - Trembling, cold, in ghastly fear - ah! he doth depart. Soon after he was gone from me a traveller came by, Silently, invisibly, he took him with a sigh."

'The Going' - Thomas Hardy (107x76cm oil on canvas, urban classical poetry)

The Going Why did you give no hint that night That quickly after the morrow's dawn, And calmly, as if indifferent quite, you would close your term here, up and be gone Where I could not follow With wing of swallow To gain one glimpse of you ever anon! Never to bid good-bye Or lip me the softest call, Or utter a wish for a word, while I saw morning harden upon the wall, Unmoved, unknowing That your great going Had place that moment, and altered all. Why did you make me leave the house And think for a breath it is you I see at the end of the alley of bending boughs Where so often at dusk you used to be; Till in darkening dankness the yawning blankness Of the perspective sickens me! (Thomas Hardy)