"In these golden days, my feet touched windy ways, but the wind can dry the rain, that's beautiful strange."

UK

 

"Watching into faces - their looking like black glass, can't see your inspiration, I only see your helpless, helpless hand.

It doesn't really matter which colour you are."

UK

However you look at it, art happens in the process of making, but as soon as it's finished it becomes reality.
That's what makes it so thrilling...

 

"How can you live in your golden dream

So many faces you have seen

Is it really cool - to get frozen in the sun?

Tell me why you do"

UK