Spending time next to windows drawing these days. Its not the surrounding landscape I am looking at, but rather the sky. Imagining flying machines – like insects.

I like very much these days to think about the push and pull between land and sky. The spaces above mountains, at the horizon, where the 2 very different substances – air and land – meet.

This continues on to the loft upwards on possible machines, and there tethers keeping them near the ground. Close at hand.