When people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up I would say ‘an artist’.
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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Lavender’s Blue, Rosemary’s Green
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
This painting lives on the Gower and the bear and girl dance on
The Queen of the White Bears
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.
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
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