Goliath In a dusty corner of a travelling circus, a young elephant was tied to a slender wooden stake. Day after day, he tugged and pulled, but the rope held firm. As the years passed, the elephant grew into a majestic being with great strength. Yet, each day, he stood quietly by the same slender stake, held by the same thin rope. One afternoon, a young boy, his eyes wide with wonder, asked the elephant trainer, ‘Papa, why doesn’t he run away?’ ‘Ah, ’ his father replied, ‘

These are the quiet beginnings from my art journal - fragments and visual notes from my new series about childhood secrets.