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3.5” x 2.5” (ACEO) ink on textured card
Suzanne has not given a single sh*t about anything since menopause. Once upon a time she fretted about ironing pillowcases, baking acceptable traybakes for the school fête, and pretending to like her neighbour’s dreadful begonias. Now she cannot be bothered. She smokes in the garden in her dressing gown, tells delivery drivers to “park wherever the hell they like,” and has been known to walk straight out of M&S if she hears a panpipe cover of Ed Sheeran.
Her family treads carefully around her, but Suzanne is thriving. She calls it “radical honesty” and it mostly involves telling her grown-up children that their partners are boring and their houses smell damp. She has been banned from two book clubs for derailing discussions with rants about how Tolstoy should have cut to the point, and she once got into a shouting match at Lidl over the last packet of Viennese Whirls.
Suzanne insists she has never felt freer, and she might be right. Her ambition for the coming year is to start swearing at the vicar, just to see what happens.
These drawings were created in the process of creating my book 'Margarets Got Beef With Number 26' (also available here). Each one is an original and comes with a copy of their character tale and sent in an embossed envelope.
3.5” x 2.5” (ACEO) ink on textured card
Suzanne has not given a single sh*t about anything since menopause. Once upon a time she fretted about ironing pillowcases, baking acceptable traybakes for the school fête, and pretending to like her neighbour’s dreadful begonias. Now she cannot be bothered. She smokes in the garden in her dressing gown, tells delivery drivers to “park wherever the hell they like,” and has been known to walk straight out of M&S if she hears a panpipe cover of Ed Sheeran.
Her family treads carefully around her, but Suzanne is thriving. She calls it “radical honesty” and it mostly involves telling her grown-up children that their partners are boring and their houses smell damp. She has been banned from two book clubs for derailing discussions with rants about how Tolstoy should have cut to the point, and she once got into a shouting match at Lidl over the last packet of Viennese Whirls.
Suzanne insists she has never felt freer, and she might be right. Her ambition for the coming year is to start swearing at the vicar, just to see what happens.
These drawings were created in the process of creating my book 'Margarets Got Beef With Number 26' (also available here). Each one is an original and comes with a copy of their character tale and sent in an embossed envelope.