My Grandparents beautiful garden.
If you go down to the woods today.
Orange roses and a wooden cross.
Put me in a movie.
Drive fast, wind in my hair.
Hope Street air.
Send me your address and I will post you a poem and an Origami surprise.
My design for an Egyptian Scarab Beetle mirror on the left and on the right, my freshly cut Egyptian Winged Scarab Beetle mirror.
My old work bench a few months ago whilst building ‘Enstasy Blues’. It was worth every splinter and needle in my finger, every drip of sweat from my chest, every thumb under the hammer and all the doubt which is no longer here. Most of all I stayed true to myself and my artistic vision, pride or die.
Making use of my spare fabric. Blue Velvet T, Inverted arms with a velvet roll up.
A sanctuary of my own. The poetry books and objects I have collected over the years fill the table, while the chair is a hug from nature.
I designed the furniture to be understood on different levels, the chair is beautiful yet it can hurt you. It is made from old rough wood and planted with cactuses, romantically can relaxing around beauty often lead to being hurt?
Opening night 23/05/2013