Chris Beetles Gallery, Ryder Street, London
18 December 2019 - 4 January 2020
It is I, Granny; little Red Riding Hood
But no one saw little Red Riding Hood
'Heigh ho!' said the wolf, stretching himself
Nobody saw her pass
Run along quick with the basket, and bring me back ...
His mouth watered when he looked at her
The good woman, her mother, made the child a ...
The wolft went up the cart road, lippitty, ...
And then he made a great spring over the foot of ...
She scrambled up on to the bed to kiss her granny
Red Riding Hood
He slipped between the cabbages and pea-sticks
But, Granny, Granny – what big white ...
And that was the end of little Red Riding Hood ...
He rested his chin upon the bars of the gate, and ...
He shut the door, put on the old woman's night cap ...
And that was the end of little Red Riding Hood [I]
Woodcutters Singing at their Work
He laid out his legs and he ran!
What big, strong, hairy arms you have got, Granny?
Then she wandered along the footpath over the ...
What big hairy ears under your night cap?
She climbed on the railing to gather nuts
Red Riding Hood, The Wolf, Granny and Woodcutters
Red Riding Hood's Route: A Picture Map
The Drainpipe at Granny's House
Scones and a Little Pat of Butter
Flickering, Leafy Shadows
Right across this big meadow and beyond the mill
Mother's Cotton Reel
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