Waves Exhibition in June

Posted on May 19, 2019 by Margherita Muller

Unfortunately, due to the Tibo exhibition not going ahead I will have the exhibition at Wasps studio 216 – during the months of June and July.

Please contact me for details on opening days/times.

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She Seeks the Sun, she slowly burns

Posted on April 5, 2019 by Margherita Muller

Summer

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Elle est battue par les flots…

Posted on December 22, 2018 by Margherita Muller

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From a Walther Puttner illustration

Posted on December 8, 2018 by Margherita Muller

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A new Sunset

Posted on December 4, 2018 by Margherita Muller

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Non sei tu il Primo

Posted on November 18, 2018 by Margherita Muller

E neppure l’ultimo.

Eri 174517, e si continua a contare quanti giorni, quante vite, e’ ora di creare un mondo migliore, e se non ora, quando?

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– Dependency – Riddle 62

Posted on November 15, 2018 by Margherita Muller

Currently on display at St. Mungo’s Retreat, Townhead.

62 (k-d 85)

Not silent is my hall,     nor I myself am loud
. . .     for us two the Lord ordained
our ways together.     I am swifter than he
and at times stronger;     he is more enduring.
Often I rest;     he must run on.
With him is my home     all my life long.
If we two are parted     my death is destined.		 Nis min sele swige     ne ic sylfa hlud
ymb . . .     unc driht scop
siþ ætsomne     Ic eom swistre þ?n he
þragum strengra     he þreohtigra ·
hwilum Ic me reste     he sceal yrnan forð
Ic him In wunige     a þenden Ic lifge
gif wit unc gedælað     me bið deað witod

Riddle 62

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Black Dog – Logan’s Run – and why did Adolf burn the hives?

Posted on November 1, 2018 by Margherita Muller

This is, or was Rosie. I don’t know what happened to her. She is so beautiful and lively in this picture, surrounded by the coppery colours of the beach in Bamburgh. She’s the golden girl. She got ill, some believe she was poisoned by a neighbour.

My question is: do we really need evil in our lives?

Why can’t we just live the best of our lives and feelings and then just vanish? Die at 25 like in some crazy sci-fi idea of a brave new world.

Today is one of those ‘black dog’ days for me.

I want the little black Rosie to stop being angry at herself, to glide through nasty behaviours as if they did not exist.

I cannot bring myself to say ‘nasty people’ – because I believe everyone is inherently good. Or do I?

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Screaming Inside Hill House

Posted on October 24, 2018 by Margherita Muller

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drifting yet not pale

Posted on October 22, 2018 by Margherita Muller

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