After completing a Fine Arts degree from Oxford University, I then spent 40 years teaching art – firstly as a secondary school art teacher in the UK and then as Teacher in Charge of art in NZ.
When the first issue of Coromind came out, I already knew it would be something special. I had been friends with Leo and Taylor for years, and watched them pour their creativity and energy into Altbays Table Talk …
The morning inside the cave was chilly and dimly lit. The only light was from a few coals still burning in fire pits from the night before.
It’s hard to describe. That feeling in your chest as the music reaches within, grasping your core, sending vibrations throughout your entire being. When nothing exists but you and that rhythm as you melt and connect into something primal.
The faulty fluorescent light of the laundromat in the town of Waihī buzzed like an angry fly, casting a flickering glow on the worn-out linoleum.
After completing a Fine Arts degree from Oxford University, I then spent 40 years teaching art – firstly as a secondary school art teacher in the UK and then as Teacher in Charge of art in NZ.
When the first issue of Coromind came out, I already knew it would be something special. I had been friends with Leo and Taylor for years, and watched them pour their creativity and energy into Altbays Table Talk …
The morning inside the cave was chilly and dimly lit. The only light was from a few coals still burning in fire pits from the night before.
It’s hard to describe. That feeling in your chest as the music reaches within, grasping your core, sending vibrations throughout your entire being. When nothing exists but you and that rhythm as you melt and connect into something primal.
The faulty fluorescent light of the laundromat in the town of Waihī buzzed like an angry fly, casting a flickering glow on the worn-out linoleum.
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