10% to Crisis UK

Work. December 2017

I am selling some limited run signed prints & postcard sets of various designs and drawings from film and theatre projects. 10% from every sale goes to Crisis UK, the charity for the homeless. 

Set of 6 Assorted Costume Postcards – £3.00

These costume design postcards are taken from original drawings for various theatre and film projects. They would make an ideal gift for anyone interested in design, costume, fashion or theatre. Each set of 147mm x 104mm postcards comes in a clear, sealed polypropylene pack (164mm x 118mm). Postcards are printed on matt recycled card. This assorted pack includes the following costume designs:

  • Queen Victoria. Early Morning by Edward Bond.
  • Lucette Gautier. Cat among the Pigeons by George Feydeau.
  • Baz. Hard Feelings by Doug Lucie.
  • Lodovico. The White Devil by John Webster.
  • Baroness Duverger. Cat among the Pigeons by George Feydeau.
  • Comic character design.
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Set of 4 Queen Victoria Costume Postcards – £2.50

This set of 4 matching postcards shows a costume design for Queen Victoria from Early Morning by Edward Bond. The cards are are printed on matt recycled card and come in a sealed, clear polypropylene pack measuring 164mm x 118mm with the cards measuring 138mm x 107mm and would make a unique gift for lovers of old school correspondence.

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Reproductions – £10.00

Also for sale are a limited range of signed reproduction costume drawings measuring 297mm x 210mm which are suitable for mounting and framing. If you would like to order reproductions of any design drawings featured on this website, please use the contact form to discuss your requirements.

Thanks for visiting. January 2018.

Surviving

Personal News. October 2017

When I was 12 years old I eventually called 999 from a nearby phone box regarding aggressive behaviour by my dad which began when I was about 3 years old, only to be told off, returned home, and medicated for the whole of my teens. I was never questioned, no statement or discernible action was ever taken by the police, apart from to involve the NHS.

However, in my darkest moments since I was twelve, I have consoled myself with the thought that somebody, somewhere out there would now know what was happening, that they would be doing whatever it is that these people are supposed to do, and that in some dusty file, there would be a record which would eventually vindicate my story.

Well, here we are over 40 years later and it has taken until now, on receipt of a direct request by me, for the local authorities to actually admit what had become obvious to me, that they either never made, got rid of or ‘lost’ any record of my call. This is presumably why I continued to be assaulted and medicalised throughout my life and nothing was ever done.

Although I really have fought not to let the aggression or the subsequent medicalisation of me as a child determine the rest of my life, the truth is that it really has. Since returning back up north, those old fears and archaic medical attitudes began to encroach on many aspects of my life again.

One of the more enlightened personal decisions made during my twenties in London was to refer me to a cognitive therapist. I successfully used cognitive therapy techniques to help me to overcome my fears, restore my self confidence and remain positive whilst I lived down south, all the while imagining that piece of paper in that dusty file. Somewhere.

Since I moved back up here, I have been mining this technique for all it’s worth, but I don’t think it was ever meant for the enormous issues I have had to deal with, and I often wonder what my cognitive therapist would advise.

Sanctuary
Sanctuary Knocker, Durham Cathedral

I saw the Sanctuary knocker (above) on a school trip to Durham Cathedral when I was about 14 years old, trapped at home, on medication, understanding nothing. Although the knocker at Durham was apparently intended to offer sanctuary to criminals, I remember wishing that I could knock on something like it and find some kind of sanctuary from things at home. This idea imprinted itself on my consciousness and I still find it a powerful symbol.

As my father is in his late 80s now, I wonder whether it is a bit late for recriminations against him at this stage, unless there are any further occurrences. It is very difficult for me to talk at the moment as I am financially trapped in his upstairs flat. My brother has never made himself available to discuss this issue.

I hope this post may be helpful to other people who have had similar experiences.

No Secrets Left

Personal News. April 2015.

I have been making a rape allegation against 3 men since 1987. Unfortunately for everyone, around 2000, a decision was made to ignore these confidences and protect people within the authorities. Following advice from the police in 2002 that they didn’t intend to pursue the allegation, and a death threat from a member of the health service, I withdrew the allegation in 2003 in order to try and protect my late mother, who was at that stage terminally ill.

However this too was ignored, and myself, my family and friends were stalked, hacked and harassed for about 9 years, until I finally filed an affidavit about it in 2013. Information about the case seems to have been leaked wholesale by the police or the women’s organisations I contacted, and this has turned the whole thing into a largely male, media war, which I feel powerless to stop.

Following the death threat in 2003 and various attempts to blackmail, frame and incriminate me, I reported the case to a well known conflict resolution organisation, in the belief that this would enable me to position family or friends as go betweens with the police. My main aim at that time was to resolve things whilst my late mother was alive. Instead, I wasn’t permitted any access to anyone who might have acted as an intermediary or granted access to any legal representation during the last years of my mother’s life, and the use of hacking and blackmail became intolerable.

As I have now lost the people I was fighting for, and am trying to support my elderly father, I have withdrawn from any involvement in the case. My health, as well as my family and work life have all been affected. I only mentioned the rape in order to do the right thing and to protect my family as my mother was ill. However it has achieved the exact opposite and I wish I had never mentioned it. Over the years I have tried to have faith that people know what they are doing but now that has completely gone.

I hope nobody would stoop so low as to hack or suppress any part of the sites which are a lifeline for my work, and an outlet for my personal news.

Resurrection storyboard
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