‘Self Portrait Of My Body’ – Oil painting on canvas, 28in x 36in, completed March 2014.

Spontaneity can be a sort of art I suppose.  No wonder Picasso was delighted when he found his Kahnweiler moment.

‘We speak with pigments from the Earth.

We are talking with our hands.

Debating with lines, curves, shapes and expressions.’

Hear now a shifting of thoughts like rocks hurled to the Earth.  If the Earth was not flat who would keep banging their drum to deny it?  If the Earth did not move around the Sun who would chastise those that disagreed?  Science changes.  It evolves.  Science is literally Knowledge.

Who laughs at the one who was laughed at before?  It’s all a matter for Time.  Continuously chasing the tail.  Encircling.  Eating the dust like worms.  Churning the land.  Too many absurdities.  How can anyone who is not like this one understand?

Even in one hundred years and ten there were none like this one to be seen.  A rarity.

Painting originates from rocks.  Oh words why do you keep on arriving constantly at a speed and rate {} cannot easily express to peoples?

Of origin.  Sinew itself almost speaks in the quietness.

I like to share these things with you.