Sunday morning grey
This morning was so dull and grey. I felt compelled to document my morning, capturing some of the minutiae of my domestic life in all its glorious greyness. No glamour.
Read MorePoetry & art by Rebecca Lehmann
Art by Bea Lehmann
This morning was so dull and grey. I felt compelled to document my morning, capturing some of the minutiae of my domestic life in all its glorious greyness. No glamour.
Read MoreIt’s 5.30am and inexplicably
I am awake
I yield to the conscious realm
put on my cosy clothes
make a fire
cup of tea
Read MoreI debated for a while whether to self-publish or play the traditional game of submitting work to publishers, but I’m too impatient for that. Plus I have friends who were waiting for me to put together a collection… so hell, I just did it. Being a graphic designer meant that laying out a book wasn’t […]
Read Morepaint me Krishna blue
so I might sing infinity
unfold the darkness
where all forgotten stars are nestled
Read Morein morning delirium I thought I held a raven-feather
sleek and sculpted for cutting air
This is typical me. I decide I need to go deeper on a subject, and then I take a big tangent – go off-topic and get a bit lost there… For the sake of some drawing exercises, I copied a drawing by Egon Schiele. I had first been confronted by Schiele’s work as a schoolgirl […]
Read MoreI feel like I am awakening from some kind of creative stupor – a miasma of intellectual apathy that has been softly suffocating my creative curiosity. Granted, the poetry has flowed more generously for me, but I was floundering on what to do with my pencils and paints.
Read MoreMy art mojo is unbearably unpredictable. I have not yet learned how to overcome the frequent and prolonged dips in motivation that I experience and I think it is because I haven’t found the way in which I want to express myself artistically, at least for now. So, when I am in the mood, I […]
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