Fools Gold?

Fools Gold?

They can see that he’s just a fool As he never gives an answer But the fool on the hill Sees the sun going down And the eyes in his head See the world spinning around” There is a large chunk of me in this Beatles song. As a service brat I was always moving,...
Pencils and Paintboxes

Pencils and Paintboxes

As a child I was brought up in Cyprus. In retrospect this profoundly influenced my sense of colour. The colours of the Mediterranean are bleached out by the sun, dominated by Naples Yellow, Terracotta and the almost Cerulean blue of the Mediterranean sky. When the...