Reminders of things magical
My painting began as a way to survive. I didn't feel like I fitted in, so I made my own reality, and turned the ordinary into something special. My paintings, in later years, were infused with the same values. A bit of blood, a lot of faith, and the idea that magic could still save us.
Fast forward as to why I would end up producing a souvenir clothing range. Well, I looked about and felt there was something missing, as travelers passed through the islands, maybe wanting something that spoke a little more about their experience. So, I come up with some designs and reminded myself that not everything has to be high art. It just has to be made with love, that's all.
I see the window ledge still dripping with yesterday’s showers.
And, I see the vehicle parked, where a taxi once sat, waiting.
And I hear the door opening, my spirit jump
to the sound of a voice, the words we all dream
of hearing, the indelible reward of non-performance.
How one now listens for the faintest echo.
How one hopes for the touch of things remembered,
yet never contained.
'There were just a few miles left to go; you could see the rocks of the northern most point of the island coming out of the sea, the sun two thirds of its way through the day. You were reminded of who you were and where you had gotten in life, the experiences of time, though inside you’re the same, albeit just an older version with youth still attached, your feet stumbling through the grass, stepping from bog to stone, up a rise to the top, the waves in the distance, of color and light and long horizons, the clutter of life stripped away, the distance, between yesterday and the future, between what we have loved and what has loved us back.
Thinking back it’s like it always was, only as you get closer there’s the feeling they could still be there, waiting. For some moments you watch for a sign, only there is none. So, you keep walking, across the hills towards the sand, towards the light, to somewhere you have always known, to sensations never forgotten.'
