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Rhed Fawell

@rhedfawell.bsky.social
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Artist working with collage, drawing and painting. Edinburgh

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Rhed Fawell @rhedfawell.bsky.social · 01/04/2025
Rhed Fawell 'Upside Down, Inside Out' - analog collage 2025
Collage
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Rhed Fawell @rhedfawell.bsky.social · 06/02/2025
Februllage day six: METAL
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Rhed Fawell @rhedfawell.bsky.social · 03/02/2025
'School' - day three of our Februllage challenge.
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womensartbluesky.bsky.social @womensartbluesky.bsky.social · 03/02/2025
"Art is a way of survival" - Yoko Ono, 91yr old artist & peace activist #WomensArt #Monday
Monochrome photograph featuring a standing woman facing forwards with short dark hair, in dark clothes and sungasses, holding a sign stating ' NOT AFRAID', all against a white background
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Rhed Fawell @rhedfawell.bsky.social · 28/01/2025
Charcoal Landscape drawing 2025
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Rhed Fawell @rhedfawell.bsky.social · 28/01/2025
Charcoal Landscape drawing 2025
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Rhed Fawell @rhedfawell.bsky.social · 27/01/2025
Rhed Fawell - Sketchbooks and collage 2025
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Donna Vorreyer @djvorreyer.bsky.social · 16/11/2024
This one from @shopoetryjournal.bsky.social means a lot to me...
DONNA VORREYER

The Sound of Just Before

with a line from The Vaccines

The last night with my mother, I blinded like a snake in the blue, shed the skin of daughter and switched roles, burst the bladder of hope with the spoke of a morphine drip. Her breath was the color of smoke, unable to breach the cancer's black. There on Elgin Avenue, in the house where I was born, the sun set through living room drapes with the liquid hiss of oxygen. My father finally slept, alone after hours at her side, spilling his own spores of illness and grief. My eyes and mouth swollen and sandpapered dry, furred with lack. I could not have sapped the syrup of sleep if I tried. I don't know if she could hear me, but I read to her, Anne and her escapades, stern Marilla, big-hearted Matthew, my hands scabbed from alcohol swabs and hand-washing. I would buy anything, try anything, take anything to have left my fear curled beneath clean sheets in the spare bedroom. I wanted her to leave feeling a brighter me, one that burned only love.
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Rhed Fawell @rhedfawell.bsky.social · 11/11/2024
'Untitled' acrylic and oil
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Rhed Fawell @rhedfawell.bsky.social · 11/11/2024
'Beyond' - analog collage
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Rhed Fawell @rhedfawell.bsky.social · 11/11/2024
'Suspension' - analog collage
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