Poor Old Shed
Poor old shed, I’ve lost my head, my roof is holed, I’m feeling old, I’m really past my best. I’m overgrown, and quite alone, my tools have rust, the windows bust, and no one seems to care. Even the birds, who made a home, have fledged away and flown. I’m down and out, I have no use. A lick of paint would surely do. Anyone help? Could that be you?.
About the Artist
Tessa Gwynne
I have returned to painting over the last few years having relocated from Cardiff to the Cotswolds in 2009 and joined the Guiting Power Art Group. Although I did a year's Foundation Course at art college after leaving school, I hadn’t painted much in the interim, except for a few attempts here and…
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