When painting, I become detached from the world around me and time stops.
It requires great concentration, but I am not thinking consciously. I look forward to each day in the studio as a journey of the imagination with no itinerary or schedule. Starting a canvas is like looking over a limitless ocean, but the palette becomes a lighthouse, whose colours guide and protect me.
Paul Klee’s words perfectly express my experience of painting:
‘Everything around me vanishes and interesting works emerge as if of their own accord. My hand is entirely the implement of a distant sphere. It is not my head that is working, but something else, something higher somewhere more remote. I must have great friends there, dark but also brilliant. They are all very good to me…’