I am smack-bang in the middle of the hardest part of my current project. No longer the fresh excitement and boundless possibilities of the new, nor yet the fragrant and tantalising promise of completion, just the work; the seemingly endless and repetitive no-mans-land of the daily grind. But still everyday I get up, brew my …
Manifesto:
This post is raw. There is no fluff, no filler, nothing extraneous. This post is as near a piece of my own heart as I can make it. Something plucked tender and fragile from my chest and placed, still beating, on the altar. I offer it up to you... I don't do what I do …
On Life, Art, Philosophy and the Warrior-Gardener.
I see the artistic process as analogous to war in a lot of ways... I am aware that this is, perhaps, a very male view; yet it still holds true for me. In some ways, creating art, or doing anything, involves an internal process in which we encounter opposing forces that, if left unattended, will …
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