Try to forget what objects you have before you – a tree, a house, a field, or whatever. Merely think, ‘Here is a little square…

Roxy Shaw, The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.

When the fishbowl gets too small, it’s time to pack up and leave and jump into the lake or ocean.

YOUR WORKOUT IS MY WARM-UP

My life always Yellow is the colour of sunrays I hide myself from no one

In winter, I plot and plan. In spring, I move.