I have been thinking about childhood and the idea of play: When do we stop playing? Do we stop playing? What replaces this same essential necessity within us as we become adults?

Relating to this, I have been questioning whether, for me, painting is a form of play. Quoting Picasso: "All children are artists. The problem is keeping them artists". I believe that all art-forms are play, but it is interesting to notice that as you become more self-aware of the marks you make, it then becomes less of an experimental act of playing (making as a child) and more of a conscious action (constantly questioning is it good?).

Can you play through colour? Personally I like to use paint in its most saturated form, not mixing before, to allow the paint itself to decide the direction of the work and to make the outcome unforeseen. The unexpected nature of this way of working is exciting and therefore allows for new discoveries to be made.

When painting, I have tried to unlearn what I know about making stereo-typically 'good art' - embracing mistakes; not calling them mistakes. I have been realising the importance of every mark made and how, even when painted over, these can be the most interesting and beautiful parts.