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Sunday 19 September 2021

The Monster Sale

I put a Brian Moses poem to music today. Then I made some illustrations and made this video.


Monsters that wait behind your door,
monsters that slither across the floor.

Monsters that moan and groan and wail,
buy your monsters at the Monster Sale.

Monsters that bite and leave a mark,
monsters that shine and glow in the dark.

Monsters that look like you and me,
buy one monster get one free.

A box of monsters to put under beds,
a sack of monsters with two or three heads.

Monsters with chipped and blackened teeth,
monsters with baby monsters beneath.

Out-of-date monsters from the bargain bin,
monsters that fit inside a tin.

Monsters that tap on your window at night,
monsters that whisper, ‘You’re in for a fright.

Monsters that hide in your teacher’s drawer,
such silly offers you can’t ignore.

But our monsters need feeding to help them grow,
so step this way to our basement below.

Such knock down prices you just won’t believe.
Pity you’ll never be able to leave........



monsters for sale

 wanna buy some monsters? buy one get one free.













Sunday 5 September 2021

moon

 




dog man

 



all mothers will die one day

 






father and child and a star

 


Bach and umbrella

 


It looked like a storm was about to happen.

I saw her on my way to work. The music from her transistor radio was so loud it filled the quiet morning air. She was carrying a small umbrella in her other hand. 

Our eyes met. She was fair and thin, and had a weathered look about her. I smiled at her but she had turned her head so quickly that I could not see if she caught my smile.

As I walked on I could still hear the music. It was Bach's Goldberg Variations.

In that moment, as I walked on, I felt happy and peaceful.

She was all equipped for the storm.