IT LAUGHS
juggling keys and penny chews
pockets lay open
for wondering eyes
and pointed toes
and jackals
and hoes,
and small children with sticky fingers
wonder the isles,
lime green jumpers
and handfuls of time
await me when I emerge from the tunnel
blue skies are nice to look at
trees are kinds of green
train stations bore me
electricity finds me
and a cat called Henry
sits down beside me
blue streams of filth catch my eye
and darkness juggles my heavy heart
it stops me moving forward,
it laughs
It Laughs
150 x 100cm mixed media on canvas
'It Laughs' is from the series 'Derailed'. A visual representation of a collection of poetry the artist has written while on late night trains home. The series looks at the inner turmoil of a Creative working in a commercial environment.
100 x 150cm mixed media on canvas.