The sight and smell of paint is enough to excite any artist. Fresh, gooey, untamed, uncontaminated, voluptuous, unspoilt. The thought might even kick the salivary ducts into action and induce a little dribble. We all agree, paint is a wonderful thing. (And if you're like me, you might also have a soft spot for stationary). The trouble is, what to do with it once it's been birthed from the tube from wence it came, and there's no going back..

So here are some of my stories and images (for the picture-book "readers" among us) about my relatively new, but notable, involvement with paint. And paper. And plasticine.

*PLUG* For a little nibble at previous creations, check Paint and Paper at www.annaleamay.co.uk *END PLUG*

Thanks.. stay tuned