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Enlightenment works in mysterious ways.

The title for this one was inspired by a remark the DJ Marc Riley made on his BBC 6 Music show earlier in the week. Couldn’t resist getting inspired! As we self-isolate and/or minimise going out unless we feel the absolute need to, as Freddie of the Mercury once sang, “radio, someone still loves you ❤️”

Tonight’s tangent lead to this.

May any aliens watching us worthy folks take us somewhere not so disease-riddled.

...versus what? Who knows.

Wednesday wind-down time! Took a wander to my local coffee shop and came back with this. A job well done I’d say :)

It gets weird in Bleu's world most times, and for that I regret absolutely nothing.

Visual jamming, nothing new here! Also, hello February.

Last night's Wednesday wind-down.

My process in a nutshell, more or less!

Hello 2020! The madness resumes.

Because two heads are better or worse than none.

Friday night’s alright for creating...

If you see what I did here with the title then sharp eyes, you have...

Me and a few close friends in a cryptic nutshell.

One for the mindless...

Another song for dreams.

I cut up one lyric, and then another...and then, booyah!

I overheard the term ‘feeding the muse’ after what felt like an age and two halves at some point this week, so I figured I’d utilise it as a source of inspiration (and corrupt it in the name of art) somehow...

Sequel time.

For new horizons.

Inspired by a recent camping I undertook with a few close friends of mine. Grand times had by all!

The dark side is strong with this one again.

One for the blood moon.

A tribute to Leith in Edinburgh, a place that never stops inspiring me for allsorts of reasons.

Well, it all had to start somewhere didn’t it?

Ballpoint and white ink on found paper.

one of my daily reference paintings! _ gouache and watercolor on paper

Ballpoint pen drawing on an antique stock bond.