I am Autistic, and art is essential to me as breathing. Not something I choose to do it’s a calling. A need within me to create ,create, create. This can be painting, writing, poetry, arranging my plant pots and stones on my wee door step, dancing, anything really that assist me to connect to my higher self and the wider world. I can relax and express myself. My art isn’t really anything definable. Whose really is? …it comes from somewhere deeper within me that words cannot describe and could never do justice to. I am on a devoted spiritual path. My art is a combination of my own feelings thoughts and expression on this journey , my experiences with other human beings I meet along the way in my latest incarnation as willow, my own developing constantly unfolding and evolving spiritual awakening journey as well as an expression of a most wonderful constant flow of spiritual experiences on a daily basis with such wondrous non physical and other worldly beings that I am blessed enough to meet and work this and be guided by along this incredible path I walk on this planet.