Suffolk Coastal

East Anglia long coast,big skies and the 'occasional viking'

Thorpeness Beach

'Head in the clouds walking at Thorpeness' - digital media - George Roberts October 2019

Doggerel Bank

Went to Thorpness 

to look at the folly

The sun came out

so didn't  need a 'brollie'

Lots of dogs on the beach,

shingle laced with sea holly

spotted a dalmatian, two schnauzers

 but not one border 'collie'

   George Roberts

Small Town Dark Moon

"Small town with talking heads under a dark moon" - etching and drypoint on aluminium plate with added digital media - George Roberts October 2019.

Led by Donkeys

'It is possible to have too much of a bad thing' - mixed media- George Roberts October 2019

Silly me; I thought Old Etonians only f**ked pigs.

Stag's horn sumach in Autumn

'Our neighbour's cat loves to hide in our garden' - digital media - George Roberts October 2019

Tyger Tyger, burning bright, 

In the forests of the night; 

What immortal hand or eye, 

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies. 

Burnt the fire of thine eyes?

On what wings dare he aspire?

What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,

Could twist the sinews of thy heart?

And when thy heart began to beat,

What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain, 

In what furnace was thy brain?

What the anvil? what dread grasp, 

Dare its deadly terrors clasp! 

When the stars threw down their spears 

And water'd heaven with their tears: 

Did he smile his work to see?

Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger Tyger burning bright, 

In the forests of the night: 

What immortal hand or eye,

Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

William Blake

My old man's a dustman

'Not mushroom inside' - Mixed digital media - George Roberts October 2019

I say, I say, I say

Not you again!

My dustbin's absolutely full with toadstools

How do you know it's full?

'Cause there's not mushroom inside.

Lonnie Donegan

'Three Little Birds'

"Three Little Birds" - woodcut and chine colle on print paper - George Roberts - September 2019 

Rise up this mornin'

Smiled with the risin' sun

Three little birds

Pitch by my doorstep

Singin' sweet songs

Of melodies pure and true

Saying', (this is my message to you)

Singing' don't worry 'bout a thing

'Cause every little thing gonna be alright

Singing' don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing

'Cause every little thing gonna be alright

Bob Marley & The Wailers