Lara and Josie wait for their new subscription service to start removing their free will.
Two friends wander the cemetery, when a worker asks them to say hello to the "Bishop". They laugh it off as something they misheard, until they reach a specific gravestone.
That time a burglar stole one of my tablets after hearing a talk about preparing for the worst.
A Soap from Sofia Some objects are just that; obects. Until you hear about their story, then they become more than that – a signifier of time, of place, of experience. Even though it is [...]
image by Paul Granjon A Summer Solstice Evening in a Shopping Centre Basement by Ian Cooke-Tapia written one rainy morning on 25/6/2019 I walked down escalators that didn’t move, into a darkened basement with tall [...]
She attempts, for the last time, to be free of this trap of her own making. Her fantasies, which she fed for years, have come for her. And her mind.
Three sketches seen from an office in Cardiff Bay. People loitering across from me, picking up children, or simply working security for a film location.
She wakes up in the dark. Without a name, with the thing above waiting to be woken by her eventual movement. Keeping her company, before she is no more.
Drawings of the children’s parade of the Surva Festival in Pernik, Bulgaria