Artist. London based. Royal College of Art. I’m currently writing my family saga. I write about my strange childhood in a hippie commune. I also write fiction.
HRH Prince Michael of Albany
Medea sat in her armchair, dressed up in a thirteenth century Scottish costume, with a heavy sword leaning against her thigh, whilst reading a book, titled The Forgotten Monarchy of Scotland.
One day I was dreaming that I was a super heroine.
On the swing I hovered high over the branches of the magnolia tree and saw the landscape behind the hedge that meandered around the farm. Alarmed by the sound of an approaching car, I…
MY MOTHER OPENED the door to the mysterious man whom Grandma Medea called ‘the procreator’.