I spent my 20’s as a visual artist. It was my meditation, my medicine, my identity and my ambition. When I reached my 30’s I was so confused by a waning of interest in creating visual art and a switch in focus to stories in sound. I still draw and still scribble and still see the colours and shapes of the world as potential, but now I am more content to let it remain in my mind’s eye and stay as a sweet promise rather than striving to make it come about.