I was walking around the streets of Marias trying to find the gallery I’d travelled to Paris for.  Having found it it was locked up despite it being advertised as open.  Disappointed I wandered along looking for a neighbouring shop who may know when it would reopen.

I came across the Anne de Villepoix gallery to ask if they knew.  I was given a nonchalant Parisian shrug. The gallery however was showing the work of this young Tongolese artist which I really liked.  His structural forms resonated with my current work and his paintings were full of intriguing texture.