moment.

we sit at the kitchen tablefour of us, me, lover, father, mother, drinking tea, eating biscuits and hommus reading the paper talking about little things tonight i take my mother to womens circle yesterday they helped me make fairy bread for my exhibition openinglast...
i’m listening…

i’m listening…

meditation last night. there is a secret inside of me: a secret because for now it is more a soft, deep KNOWING than one i can share in words.it is about how art is so needed in this world.how it is a divine gift. how it inspires the rest of the world to do what they...