Southbank Bristol Arts

Life can be seen as a string of accidents, and they can lead you where you didn't expect - the trick is to adapt. Tonight as I was about to escape from my responsibilities to hide-out at the movies, I trimmed my scrappy beard while wearing glasses, severely impairing my sense of distance. The result: a deep cut right through my ear-lobe, necessitating a stay indoors with bandage. Final count: a new painting, strong on the verve, that would never have otherwise have existed. This kind of daft occurance may have happened to the perpetually drunken Dutchman, too.