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Cream on top of the ferry holes. That was the way we moved in that time, moving from place to place with glass eyes capturing light without thinking about the ultimate goal. So corrupted now with our aspirations. There is no need to see the goals through. Just enjoy it. But we cant escape from that, not now, not when cash moves everything around me.

It is so true, you can not escape the truth. And then you look back on what was before with images and pictures and hair in different shapes. There was no way I would look like I do now. No way. You couldn’t get near that face. It would be stopped at all costs. Throw colours into the mix, patterns, shapes. You look like you should look. You look correct.

You look tired. And that is just the start of it. You have a week to get it straight. Four days free from the rest to get something started or finished or both. Get to that point. Succeed and forget about what is demanded of you. Remember that time in car. You got free of it for a few seconds. Turn Young up and let the guitar rip. That is all that is needed.

Listening to the radio again. Listening to pure music, and the vibes. And the right sounds. Listening again for pure enjoyment. Get to that week and make it last. Make it work. Get to the right places and make it count.

Get to that.


it is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually int he arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions;who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.

President Theodore Roosevelt

So it begins

Another dip into the carver. This has happened before, many many times.
But there is a satisfaction with it, it is time enough, and something to throw your weight behind. Pride.

And when they ask, what are you up to? show and tell.. let it speak for itself. Blank canvas.. just what is required.

Will it resonate correctly, the walls must be receptive to the vibrations created. Falling on silence or distaste – that would be an interesting result.

So it is a starting block, a foundation on which to build the rest. Piece by piece. Home base.

On My Head

brothers and sisters,
Rebuild your life,
We’re all drug takers,
That’s the sermon tonight.

Long straight roads through haze of rain,
Shot up behind six wheelers, returning to the same place they came from, the return journey.

I return also down familiar roads in search of a new direction. I suggest new paths, I suggest chances to take and gambles to be made. I suggest what I would do.

Then I realise I would do a lot of things differently from the rest. All ideas in my mind.

But it was good to think of those times again.

In its right place

Another five days of distraction and torment. The good part is that it does not drive you anymore to madness, it is simply a vessel which will give you life and direction in the other sense. But you need to buck the crap for the rest of your time. Eek out the time a find the right place to present your expression.

You know what it is now, in fact you have known forever. You have just failed to grasp it at the right time. You know what it is though… Explain it to your brain, get it right.

Gallery, the right place, the right environment. Start with a single space. Isolate that place and time. The white box, the white page. The contemporary gallery where you are in control of the dimensions.

How should this be heard? Where should this be heard? What if this dimension, what if that? Accommodate for nothing but your intentions. Create the space and present it once and for all.. An installation that is unchanging but breakable. Manipulatable. Let them break it.

There are no doors, no entry points. Enter from every wall, just decide how you want it to be seen. An exhibition space.

All in their right place.

Get that sorted. Then you will have a statement.