Why artistic venture is valuable.

Over the past 4.5 months I have been based in Tuncurry, NSW. My mother in law, Edna, has been kind enough to put up with us while we get another bus ready to get back on the road.

The window in front of my computer looks out on an eighties brick two story squat ugly block of 4 units. For the past 4.5 months I have seen a person, massively burdened by weight, drinking many beers, come out of their front door on the first floor, lean on the bannister, drink, watch. At first my wife, Trish, thought this person was a woman. In fact the person was a man.

Last week this man died on his own in his unit.

He had said once to Edna that watching me train in the front and back yards used to really make his day. He loved it. Found it inspiring.

Little ripples….