Biography
I started out in the wake of the summer of love as one person, and remained so despite the prediction that I would be twins. Just a large grinning 101b baby the youngest son of seven. Before having mastered the art of speech, my first creative endevour was to explain space travel to my nearest audience. With the use of an action man and a chair leg I proceeded to demonstrate free flight through time to my inattentive, yet loving siblings.
Never being one in search of great acclaim I was undeterred by the lack of applause for the finer mathematics of my ''arc through the cosmos'', and, infact, in one keen demonstration I threw myself bodily into the garden pond and would have no doubt drowned if it had not been for my brother at the other end of my walking harness. When at the age of three I finally got a grip of the local communication system, words, I soon realised they were limited if not useless in expressing the universe from which I sprang. I looked back with nostalgia to my earlier screams, yelps and gurgles, feeling them more eloquent and accurate.
Disappointed for a while I struggled with sentences and adjectives which, though delightful and some delicious to eject, left me creatively adrift. I wandered the house banging things with a stick (recreating a rare polyglottal rhythm from the plaedies) and, as love would have it, my frustration led me to a large wooden box, the piano. The rest is history.
At the age of six I developed intricate improvising techniques on the piano, but was aware of a size bias built into this particular communication devise.
While patiently growing to a more suitable size I experimented with elastic bands, aluminium cans and my sisters dolls.
As time has grown me I have made other major discoveries, that of poetry, dance and art all of which to this day I use in my attempts to express what needs to be expressed, the mysteries that have no words, the emotions that have no names and the love that knows no limit.
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