Prepping the lino for printing, the print drying and me in my favourite place up the fields.
“In most gardens they make the beds too soft so that the flowers are always asleep”
The drawing takes shape, then I draw on the surface of the lino, then I cut it out.
“The Sea, it rolls and pitches” finished print”
Drawing on the lino and cutting it with the tools.
“Standing in the flames, its a beautiful kind of pain”