A tumultuous silence…

Looking back over these chalk moons, I’m struck by a melancholy edge. They exude a silence never fully experienced on…

Drawn from imagination…

This probably doesn’t illustrate the point I’m making here but nothing ever turns out exactly how it looked in your…

The night dwellers…

The moth is a creature with a curious beauty. Clumsily clattering into harms way through our windows when our electric…

It takes courage…

  “I had to create an equivalent for what I felt about what I was looking at – not copy…