a dash of orange III

 

thirteen

 

hidden

 

flat

 

i can't see you don't see me

dark pink VIII

 

 

dark pink VII

 

dark pink VI

 

dark pink V

 

dark pink IV

 

dark pink III

dark pink II

 

dark pink

 

a dash of orange, a splash of blue IV

 

don't touch!

it's not an easy life being a chicken

 

a dash of orange, a splash of blue III

 

green flash

 

underneath II

 

underneath

 

bolted to the ground III

 

rope

 

all mod cons

 

white wall, white shirt

 

i'm no dummy, stupid X

 

poor unfortunate

a dash of orange, a splash of blue II

 

a dash of orange II

 

a dash of orange, a splash of blue

 

a dash of orange

 

i didn't know i didn't want VII

 

and another thing...

railroad tracks IX

yellow triangle II

yellow triangle

railroad tracks VIII

constellation II

where have you been

 

constellation

feminine hygiene XVI

i'm no dummy, stupid IX

 

moo

 

the lace and the puddle

l: how's it goin'
p: cool
l: how'd you get here
p: just dropped in and thought I'd hang around for a bit
l: Hmmm
p: Hmmmm... what about you?
l: yeah, I kind of wandered here, thought I'd stay for a bit....
...
...I used to have a twin. We went everywhere together - but one day my twin just snapped... and that was it, the man got rid of us both.
p: tough
l: it was a job-share, all or nothing deal.
...
l: we stayed together for a while, went to some pretty dark places if I'm honest, but then I saw the light, squeezed out through a hole, and here I am. I've been up and down these streets all my life - but now I'm not sure where I'll go.
...
...
p: hmmm, we're more a collective - massive group of us working together, always changing... like a pop-up event... we get together and then we part. we might get together again but there's so many of us it's unlikely.
...
p: so you going to stay a while?
l: yeah, maybe, see what happens. You?
p: we're at the whim of the weather
l: (laughs)
p: if the sun comes out I'll be gone, if those clouds blow over here I'll probably spill over somewhere else - maybe the sewers
l: urggh (grimaces)
p: stomach acid, sewers, soaring through the sky, sliding down a mountain - there's highs and lows
l: so are you immortal then?
p: we are. Aren't you?
l: I never gave it much thought. I used to think so... but everything's changed so much lately...
p: sky's looking clear - I'm going soon
l: I'll just hang here for a while

get stuffed

hey you

the shadowy angel of surburbia

the exposed angel of surburbia

pregnant pause