This is a portrait of one of the witches that lived under my bed. It was one of my first drawings.
These witches had the disagreeable habit of terrorising me after dark. Then, one day, my mother gave me some important news. “Witches,” she informed me, “are very small. Not much bigger than your thumb.” My thumb at that time being somewhat insignificant, I no longer found it necessary to cover my head with the sheet when I went to bed.
Witch. Life size.
This portrait is more or less to scale. I hope you will find it much less frightening
When I say ‘look at’ I mean that literally. After all, my blog is called ‘Seeing Things’. I hope you will. I’m fascinated by how we see and remember things. Drop me in a library and I will head straight for the psychology shelves. I’ve been listening to some fascinating podcasts on the latest neurological research. A photon or two of proper light is beginning to fall on the dim and largely undiscovered world of our vastly complex brains and how they function.
If you really want to know what I look like…