Monthly Archives: March 2017
hodmedod
hodmedod old Norfolk ; hodmedod is a hedgehog according to the blind Granny . Suckety on the rot wenfalls amble sides up across the windy mudpaths, is stuck oh-don’t-mention the obvious accoutrements of dogwar, foxwar the soffety tics behind ears … Continue reading
Outcast
Outcast I saw you last on a bookshelf Jammed between a greasy cookbook And a peeling novella in serif so small That malice was its only purpose You had not been opened But passed on, passed over, left Half asleep, half awake … Continue reading
Show your Wound
I am re blogging this in memory of Gustav Metzger who tried to show us what we are and asked us ‘Can we change?’ artwork by Veronica Aldous copyright 2017 not to be reproduced. Silkscreen and digital print on silk … Continue reading
Dream Architect 1.
Silk with screen and digital print plus neon stitch and mica Dream Architect 1. © Veronica Aldous 2017 not to be reproduced
Oh lovely webs
Oh lovely webs The older I get the more I see everything is overlaid it is immaterial a silky trance transparent moving dripping core of stillness bright core. Veronica Aldous all rights reserved 2017
Gold ticket
Gold ticket They come from distant corners The halt and lame, the smokers Drinkers, street watchers The girls with chronic knees The women with their childbirth backs The men with phantom arms They want to dance, they yearn Leaning on … Continue reading
Do not touch the exhibit
Do not touch the exhibit Why not? I asked The curator shrugged There is special dust and We don’t ask why… I just did, I said Blowing my finger Existentially. Veronica Aldous all rights reserved 2017
