Category Archives: surreal

How Uncanny Is That?

I never really understood surrealism if I’m honest. Spoilt child art or so it seemed. Of course there were exceptions. The Dali melting clocks and hot lips sofa were intriguing as was some of Magritte’s work with fruit and headgear. … Continue reading

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An Opening For Garfield Popsicle #shortfiction

It was the sort of day when nothing happened. Not that Garfield Popsicle minded days when nothing happened. No, what he really didn’t like were those days when, having not happened, nothing continued to happen. Because that meant it was … Continue reading

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