Forests...

of letters and words, pegging up your letters on the washing line,

I found them hiding in envelopes,

in your clothes,

behind the bark of trees

tissue paper and pen on canvas, this is a memory of a path I would walk through after getting of the bus from school when really young, I really have fallen in love with using tissue paper, This was the first piece I ever did using it and I practically use it for everything now, drawing on it I try hardly not to touch the paper with my hand, and the piece beneath gets little marks from the top bit, i look at it afterwards and it is like the little ghost remaining.