Currently working on my latest series, ATFC, inspired by the red and blue colours of my local football team, Aldershot Town Football Club. These mainly red and blue pieces can be read as explicit nods to Aldershot Town FC — the club’s red & blue … Continue readingATFC Series (2025)
Thank you to all of you who joined us yesterday for our first Poetry and Music evening at Xoanxo’s Gallery (Maker’s Yard, Aldershot)!!! Thank you also to Aldershot Town Centre and West End Centre for their help and support, without which it wouldn’t have been … Continue readingMusic and Poetry
An Evening of Poetry and Music with Xoanxo and Ston on Friday 22nd of August (18:30-20:00) at Xoanxo’s Gallery, Makers Yard, Aldershot GU11 1FU. Due to limited capacity, confirmation of attendance in advance will be very much appreciated (email xoanxo@xoanxo.com). We hope to see you … Continue readingAn evening of Poetry and Music at Xoanxo’s Gallery
My little Art Gallery at Makers Yard, opened its doors for the first time on Friday 04 July 2025. A lifelong dream coming true was witnessed, and shared, by friends and family on a warm, and vibey, midsummer evening in Aldershot’s town centre. An event … Continue readingXoanxo’s Gallery at Makers Yard: A Dream Unveiled
Like a burning arrow soaring through the freezing clouds I turn into silent observer of a strange world of silver land… Lone spectator of restless thoughts conquering a cold winter day’s night… Quiet introspective of solitude abundant… Exposed exterior of vulnerable appearance… Where do my … Continue readingRovaniemi Moments
Shhhhh…. Listen… As she gently weeps… Chirping birds in dialogue… Whisper a dance… Listen… Can you hear their secrets unfold…? Like naked puppets in silent obedience… Can you see their luring flames? Their tender embrace? … And she gently weeps… While chirping birds in dialogue… … Continue readingThe Dance
Flake by flake, the winter freeze embraces her flower seed… Asleep… Beneath a blanket of snow freshly woven… She awaits the arrival of spring… In tranquil hope, she dreams… Her heart will soon thaw… Uncaring… Unable to love… The grace of her simplicity, the beauty … Continue readingDreams
Don’t say a word for now… There is nothing to say that we haven’t already said… Walk with me for a while… From here to nowhere… Close your eyes… Trust my hand… There is nothing to see that we haven’t already seen… Nothing to hear … Continue readingDon’t say a word for now
We hold their silence… Empty streets rife with fears, with rampant weeds of angst… Appear quiet… Appear somber… We taste its dusky breath… Drizzled over, night of lockdown… Of winter roads ahead… Homeward bound… My beetle’s engine hums… Reflecting lights, like shooting stars, blind our … Continue readingHomeward bound
And I trip over old dreams again and again… Five hundred times… A thousand… Endless shaky steps… Where I loved you like a million blue whales… And I often long for the youth of those ageing thoughts… Never ending pretty helium balloons reaching for the … Continue readingNostalgia and I