“Meanderings of a mind, wandering to find. A meaning- seemingly a veil that keeps us all on a scale- sliding- or hiding. Truths. This concrete keeps us aloof, ignorant to the majestic soil- i toil over the unseen. Beam in the free- mysteries of within- Imagine. Imagine……”
Painting during a residency at The Caretakers House, Preston Museum Of Lancashire, and in a residency at Accrington Library where I painted, in a workshop- Do Books Have Souls?