This is Tilly. Tilly was in a French girl band, topping the charts with her catty bandmates, their catchy lyrics and easily memorised dance moves. Tilly was the shy one, the overlooked one, the ‘it’s only Tilly, it doesn’t matter’ one. Tilly was used to the finer side of living on tour, sumptuous hotel rooms with gold taps and duck feather pillows, and locked mini bars. Fresh cut flowers every day, cotton-wool soft bath robes and a padlock on the phone so she couldn’t order from room service, or speak to another human being. Every aspect of her life was controlled…..or so they thought. What Tilly’s team didn’t know was that Tilly was a top notch escapologist, and mistress of disguise. That chambermaid who just swished past the security guards, with her skirt tucked into her knickers ………Tilly. That high flying business women in the Louboutins, click clacking through reception, on the phone to one of her Lovers…..Tilly. That new make-up artist, the really friendly, chatty one that seems to have gained the confidence and trust of the other bandmates…….Tilly. So whilst the rest of her cast & crew are safely hunkered down under lock and key, our Tilly is out on the loose…..with one of her many lovers, a pair of Marigolds, a feather duster, and a hotline of red hot secrets and gossip. Nobody puts Tilly in the corner. Tilly is an original acrylic painting by Nicola Hallman, on A3 canvas paper