Isabella MuirRainbowsI’d been planning my rainbow since I was old enough to hold a crayon. Back then I didn’t know it would be my own gallery. A showpiece for…Apr 3, 2020Apr 3, 2020
Isabella MuirHindsightHe always said he hadn’t noticed me. I don’t know if that’s true. It’s academic now. However it happened, whether my memory of it was the…Feb 27, 2020Feb 27, 2020
Isabella MuirNumbersThe pots of paint were grouped, but not by colour. Each pot had been used, but then carefully resealed. The white labels wrapped around…Feb 27, 2020Feb 27, 2020
Isabella MuirWavingShe pinned the drawing up on the wall. She chose exactly the perfect place beside her bed so that whenever she turned over at night to…Feb 19, 2020Feb 19, 2020
Isabella MuirMidsummerThe clock strikes midnight and then it happens all over again. Most of the noise comes from outside the room. A cacophony of sound, which…Feb 18, 2020Feb 18, 2020
Isabella MuirAnother wayJoseph looked at the tweed, but was certain it would be too warm. The trees that lined the riverbank provided protection from the…Feb 17, 2020Feb 17, 2020