Antonia Rolls

I am a painter using my art to work with difficult subjects. I created the A Graceful Death project and exhibition of portraits and words from the end of life from 2007 until 2016, when both my sons' addictions became unmanageable. I created the Addicts And Those Who Love Them exhibition, portraits and words from addictions, to try to understand them. Both sons died from their addictions and suicide and now I am working on an exhibition, Beloved, bringing addiction deaths into the light.

Saturday, 1 January 2022

Not just any illness

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  I wish I had looked this pretty while sneezing like a warthog Over Christmas, I began to feel unwell. Uh oh, I thought, I have been here b...
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Saturday, 18 December 2021

Dreaming of Christmas alone

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It's always like this. That's me by the fire there with my current heartthrob. Who would have thought it.  I am an extrovert, one of...
Saturday, 4 December 2021

Remember man that thou art dust and unto dust thou shalt return

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 Me Ash Wednesday ashes   When I was a little Catholic in my long ago youth there were some truly beautiful and memorable words during the M...
Saturday, 20 November 2021

Going to hell in a handcart

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I think it's hell you're after, matey. Blimey yes.  There seems to be an air of malaise and gloom about us in the world.  If what I ...
Saturday, 6 November 2021

I'm turning into my mum.

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  Waiting in the wings to become shameless and lethal too. I'm turning into my mum.  Blimey, it's not a bad thing as such, I love my...
Sunday, 24 October 2021

I had a dream

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No sleep, no dreams. Pre dream I rarely dream. I listen to friends who do dream and wish that I did.  They always have so much fun, and if w...
Saturday, 9 October 2021

Rebellion in my soul.

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  Twin passions, net curtains and Ribena   How it started. I was born rebellious.  A nice little girl, born to wonderful parents in a Cathol...
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