Black Dog Productions
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My background is Art In all it's diversities.
Stories (26/0)
A Caribbean Bar Meeting A Snippet from - A Love Story
This was deemed to be a romantic meeting. Indeed it was initially. The idea of a meeting of minds with men, one would consider twentieth century tycoons. A bunch of people very close to my dear one, who was about to break the ice on his extra-marital affair. Indeed, a real love affair that had been swimming around London and Caribbean quarters for around twenty years. Inside, a secret ball until the year two thousand and fourteen. Then the ball burst. Even though, I never pulled the trigger. It was my partners choice to get our cat out of the bag.
By Black Dog Productions3 years ago in Fiction
A British Summer Ball
Each year I go to the British horse races. One year, about five years ago. After the races, my partner in love and I were invited to an after race-course event. A ballroom dinner-dance. The person who invited us, was also a usual horse-race goer. In other words, we met up with him every year. He was a livewire largish, red-faced plump northern man. He had a large belly hanging. He loved his food. He knew his list of fine wines. My partner in life and I, felt somewhat sympathetic to this northern loner.
By Black Dog Productions3 years ago in Humans
The Summer Party
Here goes ' it's the summer party' again. The one I'm dragged along too every year. Like it or lump it. Until the clock struck eighteen minutes past the year two thousand and fourteen. A year when a ghost popped out of nowhere and turned the clock back. Then, I was hidden under a bed instead. Are you curious ? Come on inside this story to find out more.
By Black Dog Productions3 years ago in Humans
A Question Of The Equestrian Plait
I'm a country girl at heart, even though big cities always try to suck me into them. Cities are like sponges. Once you are inside them they don't make it easy to escape. They seem to overload you with dull matters of life, like bills. There are always many more of those in cities. They are expensive places. Good to hide inside away from the crowd. Yet the crowds are vast. Ironic really when one thinks. Vast overcrowded places where no one speaks to anyone unless one has to. Good for tying up one's shoelaces of life I guess. One always seem to be at a starting point in a city or at end game. I always dived in and out as fast I could longing to be in the countryside again.
By Black Dog Productions3 years ago in Fiction
Horus Plays The Guitar
I am delighted to introduce Horus. He came into my life like magic. I never intended to go cat hunting. Our London pad was already filling up with various animalistic ambiences. One looses track at times when one loves animals so much. Gets carried away. The more the merrier. Just one of something you love from the animal kingdom seems rather selfish to me. Personally speaking animals like to have friends.
By Black Dog Productions3 years ago in Petlife
On The Back of The Big Trunk
We were riding forwards on a golden hunt. Towards a point in the African bush two hours from Johannesburg. It was the summer of two thousand and fourteen. My son pictured above had just won two grand. Designing a space logo for a ship circling planet earth had been his task at hand. We had to get out of the city of London. Dad was stuck in a weird kind of rut. Burying a dead soul who was never really alive while living poor thing. Just another swing in a mans song. We took off after flipping a coin heads or tails. Heads landed it was Africa, tails was Japan. The coin landed heads up.
By Black Dog Productions3 years ago in Earth
Heads Or Tails
Hello Gemini Squad. My name is Helena Catherine Heart. I'm a spiritual horse whisperer. I'm new on the block. I'm completely strange, unusual with the advantage of speaking to my horses all about your sign. Yes, they speak back to me. I'm a strange being who speaks to horses. Upon them speaking back to me through various methods. I unravel their messages. Now here-upon this magical moment tonight. I transcend within deepened messages from 'the spirit of the horse' with all my heart murmuring blessings to you all.
By Black Dog Productions3 years ago in Futurism