A Cup of Tea

On Thursday mornings, Miss Tightwood liked to relax on her favourite chair and drink a cup of strong Malaysian tea.

Winter

Dancing Queen

It was about 1 am. I was drawing puppies and kites when suddenly she came in. Before I stopped wondering who she was and how she had gotten in, Diablo's great Abba cover Dancing Queen was playing on my stereos and she started dancing. And the way she danced.. like an angel. I almost had to cry a bit, it was so beautiful. So beautiful. And somewhere after the first chorus I think I fell in love for a moment or two.

The song ended and she stopped dancing and just left before I had a chance to ask her name. Or see her face. I sat puzzled and alone in my apartment and realized it was almost 5 am. How could it be? She had been here only for the duration of one song... but hours had passed. I don't understand. Now my head just feels heavy and there's needles in my eyes. I have to get some sleep...

Spring

Bad hair day? No, she is Spring.
I'm doing a set of postcards, and this is one of them. It's still a work in progress but I had to show it because I like her so much. Autumn is also almost finished, so two down, two to go, Summer and Winter are next.

Birdman

- Well isn't it a lovely day, said Jebediah. - A little bit windy but still such a lovely day. It's a shame that everyday isn't like this fine sunny day when everything seems to be alright. Even the slaves at the dungeon seemed to be smiling while the rats ate their toes. Or were they grinning... hmm, well actually, don't think about the slaves down in the dungeon. Yes yes, such a lovely day. The birds and the rats... sweet smell of chloroform... ah yes. But I shouldn't keep you any longer from your affairs, I'm sure you have a lot to do in this fine day. Goodbye.