My mind experiences the world in fragments. You might call it a kind of selective memory or maybe even ADD but, when I read a story or watch a movie I can never remember the whole thing. When I first read “Captain Corelli’s Mandolin” I loved the book...
When I finally quit my job in the City in 2010, it was after two years of soul searching. Two years of wondering what was wrong with me that I couldn’t settle in this job that provided me with all the material things I wanted. Two years of wondering if I was just...
Ok, so I know these posts are cheesy but I can’t help myself. I feel a pathological need around New Year, and again around my birthday, to take stock of everything I’ve done in the last year. This is a good exercise generally for reminding yourself how far you’ve...
When I show my work, I often encounter people who tell me with great certainty that they have neither the creativity or the artistry to create images like mine. And no matter how I much I protest that they are equally creative and they just need to find a way to tap...
