Crystal Forest

I went to my friend Sarah Cunningham's exhibition, The Crystal Forest, at Lisson Gallery in London, which felt like such a moment. The show featured these huge layered gestural paintings that build imagined luminous forest landscapes. Standing in front of them you are pulled into shifting light and depth, abstract but somehow immersive, like memory and nature colliding. Seeing someone you know take up that kind of gallery space is powerful. It makes the art world feel both expansive and strangely close at the same time.

After the exhibition we went for a cheeky few drinks at a pub nearby and had a good old catch up. Before meeting Sarah in the morning I had also picked up my Greek passport, which feels quietly significant. Another layer of identity made official.

And then quite literally, straight off to Malawi. Yes. Malawi. I know. That is a whole separate chapter and definitely one for the next blog.