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Random Thoughts 1

Sometimes a bus ride is like a white knuckle one, you get on prepared for a sedate journey and then all hell breaks loose with you hanging on for dear life, as the driver has just spotted a bit of open road  and decided to ‘ Let Er Rip!’ ….. and then there are times when  the bus is just toddling along, waiting for invisible passengers at every bus stop….

I have never been sweetness and light …….

‘Flogging A Dead Horse’’ never had any effect until I thought of my relationship, I mean how awful it must be to actually flog a dead animal and then it all clicked into place…..

I haven’t had a car for the last 5 years and miss having my own transport but I am more chilled out as I don’t have to deal with mindless drivers by offering sweet words of advice on how to improve their driving skills…

Why is it that at  Shoe Sales, the only shoes available in my size are really ugly, some even look like they have just been blessed with fresh air, a couple look like they escaped from the last century…..

People always ask me how do I manage to keep slim…. 3 children and a diet of Employment, Unemployment and Income Support ( precious little income and sod all support) will do the trick…….

Another scary thing is that I am hearing my mother’s words coming out of my mouth more and more…

“Money can’t buy  you happiness”- I don’t know about that, but I would have a bloody good time trying!

There is nothing like the sweet perfume of a new born baby….

I cannot give thanks unto The Father unless The Mother is mentioned also. There has to be a balance.

At the end of the day…is Dusk

I have gained physic powers on becoming a mother “ Mum, do you know where …?”

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SpiriCulArts – Spiritual, Cultural & Artistic

‘ Face It’ by Imani c 1998 All Rights Reserved

Once upon a time, there was a busy mother of three who juggled so many things that she just sparked with creativity. She wrote poetry, ran creative writing classes, co-edited two poetry anthologies, designed book covers, established a support group for Rastafarian women and even had  her own radio show on a London community station as well as looking after three small but growing individuals. She also  developed a range of artworks using HB pencils and metallic ink pens and participated in several art exhibitions in London.

And yes, this was me.

I chose the name ‘SpiriCulArts’   as I create each picture to celebrate my spirituality and cultural influences. This picture is called ‘Face It’  which was created using metallic  purple and silver ink pens on green neon card.  I had no idea of how this would turn out as all my works in ink start from a  single  doodle, this one started in the top left hand corner whilst I was watching telly.

‘Whatdoyousee’ by Imani c 1999  All Rights Reserved

Now for this picture ‘Whatdoyousee’  I worked on black card using  bronze, silver, pink and blue metallic pens.  The whole process of starting  a picture with a random shape and then experimenting with different effects is really calming.  I love creating images of movement and flow.