The work evolved with a layering up of imagery on long canvasses, the printed patterns connecting the different panels. The studio was the great outdoors and during the exhibition I kept finding tiny poinciana leaves among the paint, The paintings are an interpretation of the Tapestry of the unicorn ‘a mon seul desir’. What does my soul desire? Each panel depicts a different sense, and the unicorn, believed to be real at the time of Marco Polo’s journey was reported by him to be a mud wallowing Rhinoceros unlikely to lay its head gently in the lap of a gentle maiden. Much of life is about clinging to the perilous gaps between pre conceived and sensed reality.