A Conversation Amongst The Luna Lilac

Mr Dickens settled into his striped, wooden chair and scratched his ear. Having cleared his ear out, he didn’t appreciate the increased volume of the chirping Circada playing their symphony in the various flower beds in the garden. A noticeably irritated expression grew over his face… The glass chinked as the ring on his finger…

‘An Untitled Dandelion: Our Collaborative Story’

The night began to draw in, the Autumn mist floated lightly across the lawn towards the old farmhouse. A single lamp glowed through the lower floor window, making the gravel immediately underneath shine as though it were the last remains of a log fire. The low light made the room look inviting, made it look…

An Explanation Of ‘An Untitled Dandelion: Our Collaborative Story

Neil Gaiman’s ‘Make Good Art’ speech (a link to which is available at the end of this short explanation) came just at the perfect time for me to hear and be receptive to its message. The reference to dandelions in the speech was completely in tune with my mindset of exploring possibilities. To clarify the…