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- Artique, Tetbury. A small piece of India in the Cotswold Hills.
- Bears: 30 years of painting them.
- Book List.
- A Hole in the Sky
- East of the Sun, West of the Moon: in between the lines.
- How the Whale Became by Ted Hughes
- I am Cat: Walking through dreams.
- Something About a Bear.
- Song of the Golden Hare
- The Cat and the Fiddle
- The Wild Swans
- Walking with Cats ( Working title)
- What’s all the paperboat stuff about? Or: Living with a Playful Heart.
- Books in their natural habitat.
- Day of the Desk.
- Dragons in Torquay Museum
- Exhibitions and Festivals etc.
- Fishing in a river a thousand miles away.
- Mary Bear and Friends.
- My paintings in their natural habitat
- The Brides of Rollrock Island by Margo Lanagan.
- The House of Golden Dreams.
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The way to the flowers is through woodland. A path filled with birdsong that slopes down to the sea. The way to the flowers opens out into a valley where buzzards and magpies fly overhead. Then down to a cove, … Continue reading
This week a headache has eaten my time….. My daughter decided that I needed to change the way I eat ( as in, not having breakfast, sometimes getting to the end of the day having eaten nothing because there is … Continue reading
Waking again with headache. Can’t work. Can walk. To St Davids Head, with book and camera, in quiet sunshine and the cliffs are covered with waves of flowers. Great daisy flowers, perhaps the ox-eye daisy? Sea campion with it’s delicate … Continue reading
The phone rings. I answer. “Hi, is that Ms Stowe?” “No.” “Oh, sorry to bother you.” “No, that’s ok, because I am her mum, do you want me to take a message? Who’s speaking please?” “OK, the thing is, don’t … Continue reading
The Barefoot Book of Classic Poems has moved into its 11th edition. To celebrate I will be giving away a signed copy. But how to decide who to give it to? First published in 2006, this was a labour of love. … Continue reading
Queen of the Sky, like any story, began with a stream of things converging. The idea for the piece as a ‘book’ began during a conversation with Rachael Misstear from The Western Mail. I had emailed Rachael to talk with her … Continue reading
This week, far from Westminster, I felt rather like a ragged feather. So I painted one, hoping it would settle me in to work. Painting this dark and ragged creature that had once flown was a kind of meditation and … Continue reading
I will not be miserable. I will not feel downhearted. I will not feel oppressed by a system that disenfranchises me. I will create, write, paint. I will strive for beauty, fairness, justice. I will. I will. I will begin … Continue reading
It began with a sketch. Every year I produce a piece of work for an organisation in the USA, Kids Need to Read, who work to get books into the hands of children who don’t have access to them, for … Continue reading
This is the way, the way through the woods. And Mary and Leopard had promised Little P they would take him, to find the stone seat, the bluebells and some words that were lost. “Are the words lost in the … Continue reading