Just to clarify, I’m not suggesting for a minute that I have or ever will have (for obvious anatomical reasons) any idea of what that might actually feel like, although I did once have kidney stones which despite being horrifically unpleasant and apparently the closest in terms of pain levels, as any man will get to actually giving birth, it’s probably nothing like it. But I digress and metaphorically speaking this has been a fairly easy ‘birth’ but one not without a certain degree of anxiety.

Funny thing when you set a project out in to the world. It’s a not a dissimilar degree of anxiety to when you pack your kid off to their first day at school. How are they going to fend? Will they be popular? And irrespective of how much I have always loved the process of creating stuff, pictures, moving images and words too, even having done it all my life professionally, when it’s your own personal work and you publish it, it’s out there for scrutiny and critique, and the world these days seems to love doing both of those in spades.

This project, I have created for my own creative enjoyment and catharsis. It has been cooking for at least four years, but in truth many more than that. I create stuff that gives me pleasure in the process and if other people like it then great. If it doesn’t tick other’s boxes, that’s ok by me and I try not to lose too much sleep over it. The project is very personal to me and I am making something that I would like to watch myself. It’s a thank you letter in a way, to something that has given me so much enjoyment over the decades .

There’s a fair way to go on this yet but here’s a trailer…