Last October, as I posted an image of my first version of the text of the late-night shipping forecast, I had a strong sense of timeliness. The storm was clearly gathering. I hope it doesn’t now seem like a tasteless joke, but that text continues to haunt me and it seems ever more appropriate to the spirit of the age. So here’s my second attempt.
My next exhibition, to be shared with two other artists, is called ‘Seeds of Change’. So I keep hopefully waiting for green shoots to start appearing in the pieces I am working on. As I reported a propos of my last year’s solo ‘Chance or Design’ show, those pieces have a mind of their own and often depart from their (or my) intended direction because of some unconscious prompting.