Now you know I love to work to music and with music… but some days are best served silent. Yesterday… Read more The Lake and the Shed (with many thanks to J.K Rowling)
Do other artists find themselves obsessing over small things? I’ve been away from the studio for family and the festivities,… Read more Fog…
I entered a bit of a time warp yesterday. It served as a timely reminder too. I took a table… Read more The Silent Buskers
I always say goodbye to the summer with a sense of relief. September and October I love. Low sun, bright… Read more ’Tis the season and all that…?
I’ve been struggling a bit since the exhibition. It’s right that each exhibition becomes a little pinnacle at which you… Read more You Can Never Leave…
The film Sliding Doors holds significance in our family. It’s used in multiple ways, one: an affectionate teasing of grandma,… Read more The Sliding Doors Moment
It’s been a grim month. I say this not to extract sympathy, as I know we all have grim months,… Read more The Grimness of Charcoal