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- Artique, Tetbury. A small piece of India in the Cotswold Hills.
- Bears: 30 years of painting them.
- Book List.
- 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
- 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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Next Wednesday ( 24th Sept 4-7.30) at Solva Woollen Mill I will be launching two books. One is Something About a Bear, written and illustrated by me, published by Frances Lincoln Children’s Books. The other is Cat Walk, written by … Continue reading
Feathers and flight. Watercolour, gold leaf. Raven, chough, jay, jay, magpie, magpie, crow? Rook? raven, jay. If you find a fallen feather, please think of me. ( For where to send and what see this: Feathered.) Blog this! Bookmark on … Continue reading
On 21st September at Mathry Hall in Pembrokeshire Johnny Flynn will be playing at a gig to raise money for the Global White Lion Protection Trust. (Lots of small pieces of beautiful Pembrokeshire in this film.) Here Jerome Flynn speaks … Continue reading
With the launch of Cat Walk almost here the time has come to start working on Cat Talk. So, to clear the head this morning I went for a walk and because only The White Cat came we walked a … Continue reading
Recently I had the great good fortune to walk with wolves and Robin Hobb and Jane Johnson. We talked a little, about writing and birds, feathers and wolves, Alaska and books. Robin found a jay’s feather that I want to … Continue reading
Listen…. and the rocks will tell you stories. Here, where white feathers mark the spot. Stand and open ears and heart. Now all that is left is white bone and ragged feather. Once these were two swans. She gathered up … Continue reading
Too much time traveling about, too much time promoting new books, not enough time painting. Time to change that. Picking up the brush it felt like a stranger. Time to change that too. The next few months will be swans … Continue reading
Evening swim to relax became work when I saw feathers floating on the skin of the sea. The photographs were all taken from beneath the ceiling of the sea, looking up towards evening light. Later, with friends, we ate supper … Continue reading
in water… playing with paper boats. Watching the fall of light through water on my arm. Trying to catch the waves. Finding the silence in walking. The air is summer warm, the land is quiet. I am walking, feather brained. … Continue reading