“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” Roald Dahl

Art is that thing in life, a form of expression that does not have to serve us, it does not have to bow down to our daily needs or be practical, it’s an expression of who we are and who we see ourselves to be (or want to be). It does not have to make sense and may seem frivolous and nonsensical, but crucially, at the same time, adds a layer, a joy, a language that words have a hard time expressing. Logic is replaced, it’s ludicrous. A macrocosm of thoughts, emotions and experience in a microcosm. Transcending and transforming life.

In this realm we are not the centre of things but merely one of the vertices of an infinite polygon that unites nature, reason and imagination to the multi-verse and beauty is a dynamic event that occurs between you and something else, an altered state of consciousness. To imagine is to perceive many potential futures, select the most delightful possibility and pull the present forward to meet it.

Andre Breton once said that an artist is someone who sees art in everything, creates with everything and works with everything. I like this idea of a bin-diving-Womble artist – ‘making use of the things that we find, things that the everyday folks leave behind.’
I make art for myself. I draw from my life and the resulting work is full of memories, dinosaurs, bits of family, ice-cream vans, science fiction and nostalgia, taking cast offs and detritus and creating something beautiful and meaningful out of the ugly and meaningless, as eclectic and diverse as a sideshow with nothing to hide, no pretentious proclivities or verbal overshadowing. The message, if any, is simple – embrace life and all it throws at you because it is full of Magic. You just have to look for it.

Don’t guess, just look.