The stories behind my Enigma series

Crossed wires and juxtapositions of dreams, of memories, of hopes and fears.

Everything is fine. Enigma1

Or is it? A tiger watches in the undergrowth. Treetops smoulder. Bare bone hands creep in, looking for revenge

A quiet afternoon by the pool. Enigma2

Splashing in the pool looking forward to a glass of wine; then the pool catches fire, the icecap looms into view, tropical islands flood, the Pillars of Creation appear under a temperature clock, dragons of the natural and industrial worlds collapse breathlessly unaided by apothecary.

Souls of the vine. Enigma3

Anyone who has not been embraced the souls of the vine, has not drunk enough wine.

Sweet Dreams. Enigma4

Exuberant in Paris. Enigma5