It’s just about five months since I received a mysterious email from a Mr Oswaldo Ibarra in Guadalajara. Continue reading
The coffee table in the hotel lobby was a shiny wooden slab incised with a map of Manhattan. In the middle a deeper rectangle was carved and planted with grass – Central Park. Continue reading
This supremely co-ordinated couple hurried across my line of vision the other day. Continue reading
Until this time last year I had never once applied for a job.
A shared aim between all the students was a wish to make marks in a different way – that is, other than those they’d been doing hitherto. Continue reading
Late one night, tired and looking forward to my bed, I got zapped driving home at 34 in a 30mph zone.
Mother Nature has really perked me up; I was just thinking about painting wave patterns myself when I find a little Japanese pufferfish is way ahead of me! Continue reading