I treasure the power of words to evoke worlds in the minds eye, ear and tastebuds as much as in the soul. As a visual artist I have long played and wrestled with this using pigments and materials, but as a writer this impulse has only recently taken hold. To be honest it has welled up inside until I could no longer contain it; wonder, joy, grief, longing, darkness. Mysteries that can only be experienced, known and evoked never described or defined. Even in hands far more skilled than mine words are only icons, cyphers to deepen our sensitivities to what is and what might be.
