When people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up I would say ‘an artist’.


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Inside my head I would answer, ‘a bear’. For many bears are magical beings. Over the years I have painted many, and continue to do so. These are just a few.

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Pink Moon

Glove

Lavender’s Blue, Rosemary’s Green

Lavender Bear

She loved her bear king

East of the Sun, West of the Moon

This is the cover for my book, East of the Sun, published by Frances Lincoln, a book for all who love beauty

Reading by Bearlight

Dancing

This painting lives on the Gower and the bear and girl dance on

The Queen of the White Bears

Music

She played a lullaby on a lute as the great white bear slept on

He covered his brother with leaves

One of the oldest of my images I have a record of, sold long ago.
Pencil crayon

Parade

The Guardians with moths

Sleeping in peace with the great white bear

The Travelling Library of Tales of the White Bears

Bear loved the way the inside of the cup complimented the colour of his wings so beautifully

She Fed him Rosehips