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

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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

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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

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Dream Architect 1.

Silk with screen and digital print plus neon stitch and mica Dream Architect 1. © Veronica Aldous 2017 not to be reproduced

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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

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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

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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

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