Swimmer with a towel.

It is about immersion.

Painting is characterised by a sense of bewilderment, immersion, of an undirected exploration. A force of nature.

For me the act of painting has frequently been accompanied by a loss of any sense of time. It is an activity which reminds me very much of sailing, in that it invites detachment from the experiences and values of the everyday world. Writing has that same quality too… if I let it. But because I must in the end deliver a narrative which has purpose and meaning, the journey of writing has a very different feeling. If painting points out to sea, then telling stories is about coming ashore.

Stories take what is experienced and makes something of it in terms we understand, that is within human parameters.

That does not in any way lessen its value, in fact it is vital. A human story is a precious thing.

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