Spent last evening with invisible thread. Beneath a crocheted installation, a gossamer of words were spun and said. And so wove the night, an incantation of elevated thought, lifted to a lilt: hoisted on updrafts […]

Spent last evening with invisible thread. Beneath a crocheted installation, a gossamer of words were spun and said. And so wove the night, an incantation of elevated thought, lifted to a lilt: hoisted on updrafts […]
To all things my interest cannot attend. I am responsive to movement, colours and the scent of life; all things so contend for my attention; distinct of others. One thing for the moment will steal […]
To overcome the arrogance of thought I must learn to draw what’s seen not known, I must then, confront the four-legged rort that would have my tables with all legs shown. For as long as […]
It’s all about connecting the connections. It’s making sense of senses; aligning touch to a feeling, heart with affections. It’s the dance of life; all things combining. It’s rhythms giving meaning to a twist. It’s […]