Isle of Bute Artists' Collective



Venue 16



I love painting without a plan and seeing dreamscapes and characters emerging, as if reminding me of stories from forgotten dreams.

A Feisty Soul In a Calm Embrace

Deep in the Heart of the Forest There is a Lake Where Everything Falls Into Its Impossible Miraculous Place

Contemplating the Path Not Taken

In the Belly of the Beast, All Shall be Revealed

Making Friends With Sorrow, Till Two Turn Up Tomorrow

Still Haunted By the Ghost of Papabear

The Weight of Teddy’s Thoughts