A vintage gallery : an introductory

Original Artistry in years of discovery

How best to conjure up the years when poetry drew such open spheres of energy and design into a never-ending rhyme of instance as a sign to light the edge of time…

For in returning to see, what mattered most is thus kept free to resonate most liberally.

And across the passage time, an image start to mine where seams, compressed, refine the gold that we define.

No more now to align within a current vine; here grafted to a long-gone shore, seeds of depth discovery roar, and we start to see : the singularity of original artistry.

A vintage gallery dripped in discovery of greater reality.

Only labels anchor fables in amongst heaped up tables and stables long since cleared conjure up the horse that reared.

Bright and early doing – each age a sense of life accruing, and the dynamic force becomes its own treasured source.

Years now return – eyes afresh now learn – the twinkle in the urn, the scratch upon the floor: the full artist score.

Gentlest anthropology to brush aside technology and find a chronology that heightens lengths’ topology.

”Design painting poetry’: for in the end you see the sweep of live artistry encapsulated in brush strokes of endless energy – and that, dear friend, is my legacy.

And so I release each year’s signatory piece – a mosaic strong and true of what echoed back in forms that flew far and wide into an imagination’s greater land slide.