Acrylic Laser Cut Process

Our challenges are digitally disguised
Go too it baby you can do it
Let digit Al be your pal
Rewriting real writing
It’s changing the way I think
Digital does not have it
Emotion that is
It’s right in itself.
From the wheel to the web

Sash window pane a rattling

Yes we’ve “laser cut” in the workshop

Got cast acrylic pain

It don’t seem to be working

We know it’s not in vain.


A Space between Us

Love chemistry music and poem !

Funny maybe it was
negatives on the brain
with speed I got the main
I got you
mellow bass tones interpret moods,
4 strings resonate
a series of notes
chosen “spontaneity ”
trying to make things fit.
you loved me then
you love me
the viewer can see the objective
a means to an end
art evoke emotion
trying to make things fit
love in the spirt of fire.

if we knew what it was
it wouldn’t be what it is
don’t change it
just know it works
when you get something special
it’s not just something that will do
it transcends the ordinary
your hoping it is always going to get somewhere
trying to understand it
cos love is
the greatest



With patience the sculptor works with his bare hands, he shapes the earth.
The poet with words we can not say but desperate to share our poets pave the way.
An actor must see someone else in the mirror we have to make sure it is us we see.
Why is the artist never afraid to dirty her hands with the ordinary materials
about her?
Why is the artist able to plod along unromantically with his clay or her textiles or her blue prints ?
The musician warms the instrument to you
music transfers the deepest of emotions he speaks
Freedom of spontaneity
Invigorating us and the beholder
Is there not always joy.