shall find your big eyes
and taste the iron of you
my grubby finger and some lumps of love.
hello are you ok what are you thinking?
Look you, I have been finding and feeding some lumps of love. So for those that have bought one or more they will be posted soon and they will find you and things will be better.
If you also want a lump of love they can be found here(code FREEPOST for free postage).
Today is ok, and we are quite something.
Here is the first in a series of tiny draws called lumps of love. You can order one here for but a small handful of monies (£6) and when you buy one I will make it just just for you.
If you enter the code FREEPOST then the postage will be free, even if you live over the hill and far away.
Thank you, little ones.
You have been sleeping badly. All tight with worry about asteroids arriving, and if you can still bake bread with your heavy little hands and those holes in your lungs.
When I dream of you there are no asteroids, and there is your bread, and you sleep all quiet and tiny breath.
Oh oh. I realised this drawing in my previous post was my 700th post on tumblr. So so we should play a nice game where if you do a reblog or some other kind of love for this draw I will give it to one of you. Because you are nice and I am trying to be nice also.
I found my way into your clay and saw this hiding flufflump bird.
(halfbird)
hello
help
Here are some of the things that have been bought by gentle good animals like you you. I shall post and send them tomorrow and I am saying it here because then it is a promise so I will definitely do it.
If you are also full of good grubby bits you might like to buy a print or a draw. You can do that here. And if you want a drawing that isn’t there just send me thoughts at littleworries@gmail.com and I will find it for you.
Much love.
(moonbird)
This here, this place, is desperate urgent communicating. Saying things and showing things because you cannot and should not keep it all, scratch and bat on the walls, and hope to be ok.
I am worried about my teeth. Those hidden back ones. I’m sure they shake and turn as I sleep.
I have been dreaming badly about us being tied together by our hair because we hid and hid and it grew and grew.
And I am only some good if you know so. I mean, I am good, but it is a braver beast when it has the weight of your water in it.
I hope you are ok I hope I am ok.
