“In the middle of the journey of our life, I came to myself, in a dark wood, where the direct way was lost. It is a hard thing to speak of, how wild, harsh and impenetrable that wood was, so that thinking of it recreates the fear. It is scarcely less bitter than death: but, in order to tell of the good that I found there, I must tell of the other things I saw there.” – Dante, The Divine Comedy, Cantos I
New series of work using found words and collage elements. A random page is taken daily from a charity shop book. Words are removed and rearranged. This is a starting point to begin the documentation of a journey that began at the Equinox. All pieces to be exhibited as part of the Open Studios at Kings Road Studios, post lockdown.