Ellie as a Crow Goddess Carolyn Ward @viking_ma Ellie was a crow goddess, descended from the crow-people of the western mountains. She...

Hi Folks, Heads up. I'm attempting to illustrate A Midsummer Nights dream by William Shakespeare. Why am I doing this? It's mainly due to...

Crow World By Cath Barton @CathBarton1 With a final stab, the crow got hold of a long strand of sinew, drew it up and carried it away. It...

Story by Pippa Lewis, illustration by BH Hawkins as part of the 52 Crows project. I don’t feel like myself today. I feel … insubstantial,...

So why A Midsummer Nights Dream? This is not a secret but I don’t often talk about it, I am dyslexic. This means I have difficulty with...

"The words danced around her like butterflies on tiny little golden wings. Butterfly is a golden word, she thought. It smells of...

Once, along time ago I lived and worked in the honey coloured city of Bath. I used to walk to work every day because really, what with...

A few of my thoughts about ORFEIA by Joanne Harris. Cover design by @Suegent. It's true I was the first person to read portions of the...

In preparation for the release of ORFEIA on 3rd Sept, I thought some of you may like to know why Joanne Harris invited a novice...

It's when I read poetry like this that I realise I will never be a writer. "Winged" by James Roberts was purchased on a whim simply...

As you all know I work closely with the writer Joanne Harris. A few days ago she issued her July newsletter, in which she discusses...

At the beginning of April I tried my hand at writing - really I just wanted to reach out to all those other artists that like me were...

I can't believe its June and we are half way over 2020. This year has bought so many global problems, raging fires, devastating floods...

Hello Folks, I'm about to post my June newsletter which will include a free downloadable colouring page, a practice lesson for my...

Crow By Victoria Richards There’s a bird inside my chest. I can feel it there, scrabbling around with its dirty talons, squashed between...

A Parcel of Crows Christmas Eve, 1931, NSW, Australia. They call me Ol’ Nell, but once I stood straight as a Red Bloodwood with skin soft...

A short story written in 2018 by my friend Joanne Harris, as part of my 52 Crows project. During these difficult times it seems...

The sun is begining to warm me up and I can feel bursts of wonderful colour working its way into my oil paintings. That's why I'm so...

Being Expressive and Exuberant with Colour and Pastels

Trying out a new website!!!!!