One summer in the early sixties, three children travelled approximately 1,400 miles in the back of a mini to visit an artist…

The younger artist knew the king of art mediums is oil. With linseed oil, turps, scratchy brushes and canvas, this was the alchemy needed to create a "work of art"….

Yet something always rubbed off, a feeling that being an artist was a bit mysterious and being children of artists a bit of a mystery…..