First I jumped into a sea of colours, splashed around and took a long dive. When I came up for air I took a deep breath and opened my eyes: I saw a drawing board! I saw that colours alone don’t cut it. I wanted more!

Now I live in a junk yard. I collect the things that visit me and laugh at me and ask me to abuse them and tell my story of chaos and delight.

I am trying hard to please them, and let this poem be my guide:

We work in the dark-
we do what we can-
we give what we have.
Our doubt is our passion
and our passion is our task.
The rest is the madness of art.

Henry James, 1893