I walk and the world unfolds. I think its as simple as that. Writing is stretching me and I am returning to painting. This painting is from the Dighty walk, a view to the Sidlaw hills from the railway track. Out one day I met a man who walked the hills every day. He said he did to escape himself.
Here is a recording of ‘The Hunting Ground’, the composition which was part of my MFA degree show. It is a fictional walk along a fictional street in Dundee, and yet all the words and images have come from my observations and conversations from my walking of two lines through the city repeatedly this year.