Armadillo 2000 – pen on paper. 21 x 30 cms. All drawings £350 – £1250. A series of abstract drawings of animals, birds and insects.
Armadillo
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Lizard
Lizard 2000 – pen on paper. 21 x 30cms. A series of decorative animal drawings. All drawings from £350 – £1250.
Insects
Insects 2000. Pen on paper 30 x 21cms. All drawings £350 – £1250. A series of abstract drawings of animals, birds and insects.
Bird
Bird 2000 – pen on paper 21 x 30 cms. A series of decorative animals, birds and insects. All drawings from £350 – £1250.
Vulture
Vulture – pen on paper 30 x 21 cms. All drawings £350 – £1250. A series of line drawings of animals and birds.
Rhino No 2
Rhino 1991 – pen on paper. 30 x 21 cms. All drawings £350 – £1250. A series of line drawings of animals and birds.
Bull No 3
Bull No 3 1979. Indian ink and chalk on paper. 63 x 107 cms. A series of Bulls and Sheep drawings. All drawings £350- £1250.
Discovering a bird’s nest I ask myself
Discovering a bird’s nest I ask myself
What war is it that we are talking of
Do we mean the war yesterday or the war today
Perhaps it’s the war of the inevitable
The war of tomorrow the war that’s bound to come
The war of a small country standing against the print on the page
If I had my way I would sit all wars inside an empty oil drum
Let them hammer away my ears have suddenly gone deaf
This little gesture a reminder that
The last command anyone hears
Is the one sending you into combat with the longest sleep
As defender and aggressor this new politic of mine
Means that I sit doing nothing but keeping an eye on my oil drum
Whatever hope is hope is not going to lift the lid
The same as finding a bird’s nest
The eggs hatched and the birds flown
In itself a hopeful sign
But it seems colder than the coldest dawn
Finding the nest why did I put my hand in
Why did my fingers without eyes
Expect to find a clutch of warm eggs
Ronald Rae
Take your time no matter what you do don’t talk
Take your time no matter what you do don’t talk to the inspectors
If you have to level yourself out by imagining
You have in your thoughts a gun to your head and its going to go off
Then level yourself out no way do you have the courage to do this
The inspectors know this and that’s why they want to talk to you
They hate the energy giants as much as you do
The energy giants with their cancers and infidelities
The gun is in load mode and their fingers on a global trigger
Now comes the meeting of eyes the repeating
Of how not to be found with targets that you always hit the bull’s eye
Such inevitability has in its sights
Never is it going to amount to being remembered
That events themselves could have changed the plan
Ronald Rae
In the heart of the house it was said of sunlight
In the heart of the house it was said of sunlight
That in all instances it recognised suffering
As something said but never witnessed
The imagined last thought the lethal injection
The unreality in the next moment you will cease to be
Without the heart of the house and sunlight
Without strength it’s too much to attend
Everything brought to its instant in that instant ends
Ronald Rae