by David Hayward | Jan 7, 2015 | Blog
I am beautiful. I am free. I am wise. I am Sophia. How did I get here? How did I come to this? Why am I in these chains? Why am I locked in a dark cellar surrounded by things that degrade and dehumanise me? Especially words. Words that are meant to shame, subdue and...
by David Hayward | Jun 20, 2014 | David's Letters
I completed a painting this week. I have normally done very moody, atmospheric and even melancholic. But I got to the point where I was feeling trapped and stuck. I’ve never been able to do abstract because it seemed against my nature. I had to apply thought to...
