IN my own life in relation to art certain things catch my eye. If I’m lucky enough to have a camera handy I can capture that image. The image above, is of my step daughter. It’s an image I return to repeatedly, each time I scroll through my photos, and each time I stop to ponder what it is that she’s thinking. Such a beauty she is. So complex. I’m not sure I’ll ever know what she was thinking, and it’s in this that I relish. To be an observer is a gift. Such is the way of art.