I perform in your mind where do you begin to tell my end are you doing it for me what is beyond your mind and inside where do I exist and why do I do what I do how much do you create create me and you ?

It moves without line. Without time. Quietly running, expanding and transforming, spilling through space, nourished by what was there before. Fingers and tongues licking red brick and timber, man and his story. The spreading fire resists definition, resists language – an elemental force that cannot be easily bound or held.…