Knees Out at Small St

Always thirsty for time with pen and paper, I got my knees out at Small Street Espresso today. Those who know just know. I appreciate being able to sit on the pavements of my city sipping good coffee. Time in quiet, fresh air and a growing sense of arrival soon in a new picture. Going…

Waves

It comes in waves. Name anything you like about life, it always comes in its waves. Confidence, doubt, pain, joy, contentment, solitude, fear, strength, serenity – everything moves in a rhythm of ebbs and flows, surges and retreats, one interspersed with its opposites. Waves, they keep on coming. As an art student in Brighton, the…