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Saturday, 7 May 2011

My little dinky with its broken wheel







i had a little dinky so i decided to do some studies on it for observational reasons and its little wheel fell off but it made it more interesting for me even though i strive for perfection for myself i like other things not to be so perfect around me it gives them more character 

eary eye o



these are just two more pictures apart of my childhood fears study the first one is just a bed in a room and the second one is when you look in the mirror in the dark i find there is something creepy about it 

Uncomfortable blankets


this would make any child cry but the top one is an uncomfortable blanket as a child is always given a comfort blanket i decided what would it be like to do the opposite its made of chicken wire the picture below is teddys with there heads gone i cut off all the heads and sewed them together they were all my own childhood teddys i got my brother to get down out of the attic it was another uncomfortable blanket i still haven't got around to finishing it ye 

Childhood reflection

this piece was a mirror that i had broke but i fixed it up and decided to do a childhood reflection it is me at the end of the stairs it always looks bigger as a child but in my mind i always felt like there was something else there and the fear of the stairs i was so scared of it i find its a very lonely place to be 

Dolls heads and finger puppets put to bed




these are made out of clay and glazed they are scary dolls and arm puppets which are apart of the childhood fears theme again 

The dark side of the night








these are more pictures and journal work on the childhood fear theme its amazing what comes out when you look deep enough into yourself my life is ruled by my fears im full of fright to this day from being scared as a child 

Why are you afraid of the stairs?

the first one is me as an adult feeling scared at the stares and the second one is a portrait of me as a child where my fears were instilled into me