martin davis artist

Mark making is a primal urge. This is where I explain the ecstasy of painting and why it calms my soul.

This is good!

You are my life, my completeness

This love is my weakness.

You’re my before and my after

The absence of laughter.

I’m held. You’re my holder.

My future is stuck in your folder.

My strength is this:

To shred the paper without looking,

To walk into the silence.

@Becky Deans 2015