“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”
a blustery magical wander through woods and across the heath… a goldfinch passes through yellow skies, thistles and grasses dance in the wind and the clouds fade away into nothingness… the saharan sands drift through the city, and from a hill top, I watch alone, in awe of nature’s strange beauty…
Stanmore Country Park, Stanmore
a material wonderland, filled with colour, paints and varnishes, oils and inks
Atlantis Art Materials, Old Street