Magnetic fields, bee-dances and bird migration; feathers, atoms and cells. Copying in my exercise books, I was immersed in a world beyond the surface of everyday ‘reality’.
Later, in the writings of Blake, Hesse and Rilke, punk rock and LSD, I found experiences that resonated with mine.
I still keep notebooks. Drawing is a conversation with myself; a way to work-stuff-out.
My artworks could be described as ‘diagrams of the sub-conscious’. Akin, though not in a deliberately, to the ‘Thought Forms’of Theosophy.”
‘Art is a fruit that grows in man like a fruit on a plant or a child in its mother’s womb’. Jean Arp