BILLY SHOWELL

When windows are your inspiration

This is a blog about the day-to-day life of being an artist illustrator. With added images and poetry.

Hello, I'm finally back from my big journey to the other side of the earth. I am not a beach kind of girl, so from a shady spot, I loved...

I'm howling to the moon again Her patience is unending She listens every month to me Her magnificence, my mending. Her bright, full face...

This week, I painted an apple which had the most beautiful pattern. It almost looked like a little planet. The lovely russeting looked...

This month's blog covers place and paper. I hope this finds you well and busy. I Found a Place I found a place where the deer had lay the...

Welcome to August. Life can sometimes be very serious, so I have decided that this month's blog will be about laughing. If I lived in my...

Hi to July Farewell to May, farewell to June, I loved you so but you passed too soon. May I have three English Mays more than I'm...

Drawing I like thinking about drawing as well as the action itself. I like imagining the line before I actually put a pencil to paper. I...

To Art or not to Art, that was the question. My blog is late again but this time I can blame my countryside internet, which has been...

(This should have gone live in March, it's okay, I am already sitting on the naughty step ;)) When my husband and I were bringing up our...

February where have you gone? PUBLISHED 28th Feb 2023 More notes from the painting table and Framing I have been in a whirl of mistiming...

This Blog features my new feature 'Notes from the Painting Table' Firstly, Happy new year! I would like to say a big thank you for...

Hurrah for December! The end of a year can bring hope for new beginnings in the new year to follow. With such worrying times across the...

Ode to COP 27 UNFCCC I'll take off my shoes to climb the bent trees, To see through the branches and the uppermost leaves. I will reach...

I am sorry, this month's blog is late. It got a little lost. Where did I put that book? In the cupboard, behind the nook? Upstairs or was...

The Cow Halter (Something to lead a cow along with) One of the things we did when we were 'young farmers' was to enter a young farmer's...

In my bouquet sit roses, Ivy woven in and out, Dark green and tangled. In my hair are daisies. Fragile. Lost amongst the curls and...

It was 2010, and I'd been invited to teach a class in Sri Lanka. It looked beautiful, and the wonderful thing was I could bring the...

Where your heart belongs Not everyone knows where their heart belongs Mine rests in May and June Where the grass turns pink in the...