The Web of Wyrd. The Matrix of Fate.
Much of the last 20 years has been about meeting people at The Oracle Gallery. There has been many interesting unfoldings and I've been privileged to meet many incredible people. There has been a lot of conversation face to face but I've never really shared it with the wider world. One of my favourite days out is going to visit my friend Jenny in Freshwater. It's a fabulous drive along the coastal road from Chale to Freshwater Bay.... and then usually half an hours drive round Freshwater trying to find Jenny's house, which hasn't moved, but I can never seem to remember where it is. The nub of our conversation as it turns out, was some throw away sentences at the end of a four hour talking rally. Roll back a few days previously. Days in the gallery take on all dynamics. It is like an energy vortex and I always forget that it seems to draw people in at lightening speed. There'll be many quiet days which involve me pootling about or being high as a kite w