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catch ups and WIPs

eyes wide and fake

I fold

with a lack of space

I listen

the sound of marching men

march up my arm

turncoats stay stumm

macs open wide

hats pull tight

and rain moves to music

dark black in metres


but still I move

I fight for top spot

and space

and shelter with shallow minds

when the colour red runs riot

I'm underfoot

I'm overrun


  • 150 x 100cm mixed media on canvas

    'Overrun' 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. 


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