'While staying in my childhood home in the UK, I was going through letters, pictures and random memorabilia, I came across this small Tortoiseshell Butterfly tucked inside one of the...
"While staying in my childhood home in the UK, I was going through letters, pictures and random memorabilia, I came across this small Tortoiseshell Butterfly tucked inside one of the drawers of my old bedroom. A common visitor to the garden, I was hit by a faint image of a young me finding one trapped in the window frame and trying to help it recover before realising one of its wings was broken. Did i pop it into the drawer for safe keeping so no more harm may befall it? I fell quiet for a moment to absorb the sensation of memories gently pulsing through me. Examining it, what would be around 3 decades on, It's wing colours were so well preserved, I photographed its body, with a view to setting it free into a colour and texture palette from the rich riverine forests of the Cape, where I spend much of my adult life. A symbolic colouration of the winding path, memories stored in the flesh as folk tales are stored in the collective psyche. This sums up one of my and I’m sure so many other artists’ inspirations for creating images, if we can provide, even for just a moment, a point of liberation, an expression that enables a deeper interaction with Soul, then we are adding a thread to the tapestry of life."