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, welling up until I could no longer contain it; wonder, joy, grief, longing, darkness. Even in hands far more skilled than mine words are only icons, cyphers to deepen our sensitivities to what is and what might be; mysteries evoked not defined.
