I was just thinking of doing another art piece. Something in hot, bright crayon, and flowing colours all around. Something where the person looking at the picture is the person in the picture; and the person in the picture is looking over her own shoulder. I’m not quite sure how to bring that about.

You know when you’re young sometimes your parents take you on rides… they have lots and lots of stuff now, ferris wheels and roller-coasters and something I got on called the Inverter once (which is a marvelous way to lose your lunch)… but my favourite used to be the carousel. Well I didn’t know what a carousel was at that age, to me it was the merry-go-round. (Pretty significant name too, if you think of life as a carousel.) Anyway, I would ride on the carousel with lots of flashing lights and tinny music and mirrors in front of me, and then, getting a little dizzy, I would look over my shoulder to find my parents. There would be lots of noise all round, and blurry images cos’ I’d been spinning about, but then everything would clear. And then I would see my mom, smiling at me with a special fondness, and feel reassured.

I want to convey that feeling… the feeling of all that clamorous noise and haze clearing away… and in that one moment of extreme clarity you look over your shoulder to see the person that you most want to see.

Who will you see?