The Volcano

The other night my cousin and I went to see The Volcano.
It wasn't doing this, but there's a restaurant with a view of the volcano and people sit inside and eat their dinner and look at it through glass from a very safe distance.

My cousin and I sat outside, and took selfies in the dusk and then waited while the sun went fully down and the glow from the inside of the volcano reflected itself in a single cloud that hovered briefly above it.

And then we got in the car and drove home.
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This is my version of a volcano.
Gel roller ball on brown A5 paper that has (god only knows why) a thin coat of white paint on it.

There’s a sign out of the front of a house in the road in Hawaii where I sit drawing this picture.
From where I sit you can’t see it, but it’s made of what looks a sheet of white corrugated tin.
The letters are in red sprayed paint.
The first word is FUCK, but the next word I’m not sure of and there might even be another word in there somewhere, and the last says QUEER.
The text is almost illegible, but the message is clear.
The QUEERS should FUCK off.

It’s a shame, for the gay/queer haters that the gays don’t come from somewhere else, like their own country, that the Gay isn’t a race of its own.
Then they could say -We don’t like your fag ways round here. Take ‘em back to Gayland, where you belong!
Like they say to Muslims.

Or like an English person once said to me when I knocked on his door and asked him for a piece of string to lead a dog home that I had found in the street.
‘No,’ he said, ‘I hate dogs,’
I looked down at this really small, scared dog that I was hanging on to by the collar and then I looked back up at the man and said-
‘But..but…how can you hate ALL dogs?’
And the man said to me-
‘Oh, why don’t you fuck off back to where you came from.’ and shut the door in my face.

Maybe he didn’t like my ‘string wanting’ ways.
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This is a pastel drawing.
Approximately A4
I’ve got a hardback black paper-filled book I bought years ago from Habitat and I’m filling it with drawings.

First drawing from Hawaii.
I’ve got a hardcover book and I’m going to fill it with pastels.
This is a palm tree at the poolside.
I was listening to Adele while I drew this.
‘But there’s a side to you that I never knew, never knew…’
I’ve been thinking today about how it’s not where you live that makes happiness, it’s who you live with.
I was unhappy living in Witney for 7 years of the 9 years I was there.
For the last 2 I was really happy.
Working out who I lived with those last 2 years made me understand who helped me feel happiness.
Who I lived with for the other 7 made me understand where the unhappiness came from.
I miss those people I lived with and hung out with and loved in the last 2 years.
Especially The Kiddo.
And you too, Sherroi!