Acrylic paint, gold powder, charcoal and collage on canvas, 100 x 120 x 4 cm

In January I had a frightening experience in a blown down plantation of Corsican pine – the further I got into it the more difficult it became to get out again, and this has something to do with that.

the labyrinth listens in the dark
what coat I wear to lie down
in the fern bed
& the needle leaves –