
Green Pebble - a specialist art publishing company has published two books in 2011 in which art by Nicola Slattery is featured. They have also produced greetings cards based upon her original paintings.
The Books : "How Artists See People" and "How Artists See Nature" are available directly from the publisher at: www.greenpebble.co.uk

Nicola Slattery's drypoint print "Flying High" is used on the cover a lovely book of poems called "Shining in Brightness" by Annwen Elizabeth Evans available at: http://www.blurb.co.uk/b/4110533-shining-in-brightness
"POETS MEET PAINTERS" features Poetry from the Hungry Hill writers group inspired by works of art. It includes three poems inspired by two of Nicola Slattery's paintings. Here are a couple of them.....
Reclaiming
Wrapped in a patchwork
the woman dreams of a farm divided
from son to son
and crafts it whole again.
Its boundaries and banks neatly stitched
she works the soil into holdings of forest and fallow
and russeted crop and verdant green pasture
and, in places, bright crimson petals boldly sewn.
And in this way she claims back
a daughter’s inheritance denied.
The only sheep she can tend, the ones she counts,
as she falls asleep at night.
Poem by Cathy Leonard
inspired by the painting by Nicola Slattery "Drift into Sleep" see below

Rebellion
See how they warm our cold, cold parlour,
these red, red shoes.
I saw them on display,
wanted them badly enough to risk his tirade,
to parade along Piers street until Mrs Cadogan
in the post office goggles,
or some workman on the Milk Market
scaffolding whistles,
or a gent offers me tea at the Lemon Leaf.
I could walk past Mr Lane in the dole office,
past the men smoking outside the Armada, pause
at Daisy’s, where I might loiter amongst the red gladioli,
scarlet frangipanis, crimson-lipped tulips,
while tourists
snap at the lush flare against grey fog.
Old Sam might stare, wonder if he should
give it one more whirl.
I could sashay past the sexy guy in the doorway
at the jewellers, like I'm the only
woman in the world.
So what if he blows up about the coal
and I have to hide them. They’ll be my talisman.
One day, maybe I’ll walk out in them.
Poem by Afric McGlinchey
inspired by the limited edition print by Nicola Slattery "Red Shoes"

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Last updated April 2013
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