‘Erratic, the summer rain. Sometimes pouring. Sometimes almost stopped. Then come two or three much heavier drops*.’

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NO TALKING SHOP, NO DAILY GRIND… Ostend, 29 Kemmelbergstraat. Saturday 15 February 2014, three minutes past midday. French poet Yves Bonnefoy (b. 1923) wrote these lines in his poem*  ‘Deux Musiciens, trois peut-être’, which I read in La Vie errante [The Wandering Life] (Mercure de France, 1983). The thread that binds me to New Still Lifes comes from my appetite for discovery. Always curious (whether books, music or films) here I can show what seems to resonate with my own pictures – ones I’ve already made or will make. Buddha bless you!