Black Dog Productions
My background is Art In all it's diversities.
The Patchwork Quilt
Some people use words to embed their woes. Some people use music. Once upon a time I used thread producing patchwork quilts for every stitch I sewed was a word in my mind. As every stitch created every line. Each patch became a story of it's own. Welcome to my patchwork quilt.
The Dancers Chocolate
It's lonely being a striptease dancer. Now she's gone. A ghostly dancer rolling inside a Maida Vale House. The rich geezer. The owner of the joint from the nightclub she seductively ripped her knickers off in. He dragged her to a Maida Vale house to murder her inside his aphrodisiac sins. He grinned a big chocolate grin. He never forgot his chocolates. Used them as tools for seduction of his dancers. Each one who towed the line ended up inside his chocolate tent. The house in Maida Vale that sits on a hill with evil intent.
Hilary Came To The Barn
Hilary and I crossed paths along Scotland's bonny plains. She was an unusual woman, whose husband had jumped off to death from a bridge near Perth. The area she lived in was a tranquil spot. Hilary had four crazy daughters who were all mature teenagers. They were not well behaved young ladies. Quite a handful in fact. It seemed to me Hilary dived in and out of romances. No pause before the next run. Out of the frying -pans into the fire. All her romances were the most dreadful kinds. Hilary took to buying a white horse. A cheap catch, to sooth her nerves. He was an old boy her horse, stocky type, far more reliable than her choices in romantic matters.
A Persian Prince Teaches Me The Craft Of Persian Cooking
I couldn't boil an egg until I met Prince Hassam. He was my Persian Prince I had a romantic fling with. I was just seventeen. You know what I mean. Swept off my feet. I was permitted to call my Prince Sam, for short. We met at a nightclub. Kensington London town. I believe the area. Not South-Kensington. No, there are a few under ground clubs hiding around that neck of the woods, which are quite odd. I happen to know, as once upon a time, I ended up in one. Everyone was spaced out. Walking on air.
The Train To Space
You must be ready to be picked up by at least twelve of my Aliens, if not fifteen. I became really fed-up with earthly staff. Humans are just not up to my speed anymore. Having designed my new space train. I was booked up until two-thousand and twenty-three. I never knew my new space business would prove to be so popular. Maybe, it was because I offered a free heart shaped locket to all my new customers. I decided to be different you see. I felt if I offered a freebie everyone would grab a ticket. Then, they did just that. I was so overloaded with customers. I have had no sleep for two weeks. Henceforth, this is the reason you haven't seen me around on the social-media block for a bit. I was working around the clock coping with piles of new train-stoppers. They were all hopping towards me like rabbits.
The Pearl Kingdom Mission
Note to all good godly humans; "I am Petra, an extra terrestrial Queen. In this picture herewith, I am pictured with 'Trumpet' the space dog. This post is of confidential nature, seen only by the humans we trust. If you see it, you have been selected as one of our trusted ones. You are to maintain secrecy on its contents, for you are within the safe clam we are rescuing". Turning to Trumpet I instruct him.
The Pearl Kingdom Mission
Note to all good godly humans ;- 'I am Petra an extra terrestrial Queen. In this picture herewith, I am pictured with Trumpet the space dog. This post is of confidential nature. Seen only by humans we trust. If you see it you have been selected as one of our trusted one's. You are to maintain secrecy on it's contents, for you are within the safe clam we are rescuing'.
A Cool London Pad Until Disaster Hit
I hitched an apartment in just my kind of place. If I have to live in centre city. It must be glam. I cannot bear to be stuck in any kind of dump. Partly because I am rather past the bend on the road of living cheap. Partially due also, to being somewhat spoilt in ways of being a lucky one, at spotting a good catch. This might be because I know the city like the back of my hand. I managed to dig out the best at best price-rate too. The one thing I have recognised about city living is, there is always a fly in the ointment. No matter how lucky you think are on catching a bargain.
A Mysterious Woman
I was summoned to a dinner party with the Persian millionaire once more. The friend of my lover. Back in the year two thousand and eleven, I believe, or thereabouts. I know it was before the Caribbean island drama. Long before the snarling cats from my loved one's secret clan came out of their bags to crawl inside our love nest. Long spikey nails, quite a thing these days from nail-bars. I often wondered, if girls placing artificial cats claws upon their finger-tips in all bars holes, are to but distract men's eyes away from their face or legs.
A Retreat For Art- Business Streams Running Wild
Welcome to my new upcoming creation. Our spiritual international retreat, where meeting of great minds and mere mortals will hereupon meet. Those of us who have risen to the understanding, there is more to life than meets the eye. We, from spiritual lands, therefore step forth to help block corruption via- hungry tongues immersed with greed.