Something I haven’t mentioned to too many people, but which seems to be springing up more now that time and tide is flowing ever faster…

I have quite a bad case of retrograde amnesia. Caused by damage my brain sustained in 1977 when my family were in a collision with a drunk driver.

Flowing backwards from then, for a period of roughly two years or so, any memories are non existent.

My mum died in the crash, so the memory of those last two years I spent with her are no longer at my fingertips. Though I have tried occasionally in the past to regain something from that empty space to cling onto, it’s only now with the extra time I have that I can perhaps give it the attention it needs.

As a firm believer in ‘art as therapy’, The Gap will be an attempt to stir up something from nothing.