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Hi, I have been working on this comic for a while now and am now hoping to keep it going, even if I can’t always update it on schedule. The comic is about Gus who has finally opened his bar. It’s been his lifelong dream. He’s hired a chef to do the cooking and has someone renting the store upstairs. The family ghost, Ruby, has come along, but that’s OK; surely now he’s settled, he’ll get some…

My commissions have been reopened! You can now get a poem all for you! (as well as watercolour and digital commissions). Please note I now only take commissions via my Ko-Fi page. https://ko-fi.com/fox_rainbow_/commissions

(The space was first posted 12 July 2016, upon the death of a dear friend; whose life lessons have never steered me wrong) The Space Like vacuumed soils In a bag of weeds In a pain filled rainbow Down a hate filled slideThat sleeping cat On piles of dead birdsThe dreams of my youth still flow No matter how big the space gets

Do you ever grow up really? See how the world is lost and you still have to so much to do The pain is so so constant The dishes are dirty, the clothes need washing, the dog needs a walk and the kid needs a lift How did we get here? With enough money to cure cancer, fix poverty and give everyone a job all in one blokes bloody bank account? Here I am again feeling so lost and lonely,…

Gluten free loaf. How good is bread? Ingredients: 750 grams gluten-free flour (I use a mix of tapioca, rice and maize flours) 500 grams almond meal 750 millilitres of warm water 1 teaspoon bicarbonate of soda 1 egg 1 tablespoon of olive oil 1 tablespoon instant dried bread yeast 3 tablespoons raw or brown sugar 1 pinch salt 1 tablespoon psyllium husk powder (optional) Method: In a…

Frank and Robert Play tricks in the mud North of the tracks In the little town under the waterfall They loved to jump on the little girl The one with that lame leg Each would take a turn At pretending to be friends of hers Then the other would take something Or maybe hit or throw a rock Sometimes Frank brings his dog The dog barks at her and growls until every night she hears him in…

Humans love carbon. At some point, some distant ancestor discovered the control and use of fire. We almost had gone extinct. It would be the difference between it and the other very similar species in the general vicinity. Upon closer examination, it would prove to be the central aspect of survival for centuries. It was especially useful for making milk from cows, goats, and sheep last longer and…

Dear Brigid in your mighty forge, I ask of you to help me be present at the forge of life Guide my fires of creation in tempering the heat Bring our harth warmth Bless our children and keep a eye on their adventures Bless our lives in your glorious orange glow Help us forge out our lives with the light of the hearth So mote it be

Hi commissions currently closed. I will let you know when they open again. Yours in art, Anne

Flowers in heaven that come like rain fermenting in the wind that irons the clouds and treats the sunset Treats the sunset Treats the sun Stand out upon the autumn leaves, akin be the as foolhardy as the gusty fae surfing leaves to their winter grave Winter grave Wint grave Settle now the frost on the nettle as it bows to the wintersmith’s cane. A dashful smile as he hears something he…

Pieces, the Dusk of Winter Dates: 17-18 February – 20-21 March Information: The end of the Astrological year is brought by water. Winter is often a wet time, and it’s nearing its end during Pisces, which often means snow is softening, ice is melting, and trees are revealing that green is their usual colour. Though winter’s end is fickle, sometimes giving false endings or lasting longer for no…

Aquarius, the Water Carrier of Winter Dates: 19-20 January to 19-20 February Information: A month ago, you had a goat that was also a fish, representing the element of Earth, and now we have a person carrying literal water, and they are somehow the element of air? What the heck? Think back a few decades before you had fresh water coming from a tap. Before, plumbing was something you just…

Flinging fear from the western fake wounds A different piece of darkness, it always tastes the same Here I am in the garden of Eden, and I cannot remember your name Hear me you can, I do all I can, elixir or tonic, summoned by the sonic, just have to take my hand Perhaps, this hunger inside me can be satiatedti by this apple? Firelight eyes in the dark of the tree, sliding along the hedgerow…

Ethereal winds, your hatreds and sins! The pentagonal grimoire Here come the flames The acid rains With it all blamed On me Glorious winds, yes floating on sin! Their Aristocratical reservoir Here I’ll open my wings Step down from the sling And I’ll sing It out You have the gall, To call my name and expect not to fall to your whims I am merely a monster Hell and me will paint, With…