Going ‘Round in Circles

I always want to be working on something, so as soon as one is finished, another is begun. This design has been popular so didn't have to think much about the design, however it's the colours that take me time to decide on. I've already changed the petals from orange to a blue/green stained glass....  

Pineapple Mosaic

I've been asked by a friend's daughter to make a simple mosaic - a pineapple with a white background on a circular backing. I've used white iridised tiles around the border, venetian glass tiles for the background,  glass gems for the border of the pineapple, and stained glass to fill in the pineapple and to... Continue Reading →

Nita’s Garden

I'd wanted to make a mosaic in memory of Nita and was inspired by a recent photo of a pale flowering Iris Nita had given to her son and daughter in law. Nita loved her garden and flowers, and I've included her flowering iris on the bottom left. I wanted the flowers to be bright... Continue Reading →

Why Mosaics?

I've never thought of myself as having an artistic bone in my body, so what the hell am I doing throwing myself into any kind of art form?! And why mosaics? Well, I was sitting waiting for an appointment, and was admiring a large mosaic that covered the front of the reception desk. I've seen... Continue Reading →

The Catalyst Within …

A powerfully descriptive poem about anger, written by Rory from A Guy Called Bloke.

A Guy Called Bloke and K9 Doodlepip!

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… Depression, Devilry or Just Damned – Your Choice.

I wrote this piece several years ago, when someone asked me to pen the workings of three minds of anger if l could …

Forever tired of the growing inside,
Bubbling away, taking everything with a yes,
From hidden recesses deep does it reside,
Awaiting its release, wanting to show its distress!

Ticking always like an unexploded bomb,
Always answering with a yes,
Seething as it does yet remaining aplomb,
Boiling over with its aggressive caress!

And what happens when l will finally blow,
Will it come as the shock expected,
Did you not see it coming, did you not see this grow
Honestly did you not know how infected,
l had become by all that is around,
Always answering with a yes,
How did you miss this gaping wound?
It may be quiet, but build it does nonetheless!

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