We created a space “in-between” for ourselves, you and I – a “freestyle” space in-between those long-standing, colossal cultures surrounding us – absorbing images, sounds and movements - we played with pieces of these and mixed them together to create our new world – uninfluenced by conventional nationalisms and boundaries – I wonder if that is still the sandpit my subconscious mind builds castles in.

I see Zimbabwean patterns dance to the sounds of the South-Indian Kuthu. I hear sounds of the Shona Mbira and am transported to the Dreamtime. I watch the feet of passers-by move to the beat of the Ngoma (African drums). I walk-about the streets of London and hear life moving to a composition of rhythmic syllables - Tha Ki Ta, Dhi Ki Ta, Dhom Ki Ta, Nam Ki Ta, Thaam!

A pattern, a sound, a movement – how do we view these on their own? How does this change when we move them and mix them?

Now that you are gone, I am consumed with new images, new sounds, new responses. How does an experience influence our interpretation of the images and sounds around us? How does an experience drive the way in which we bring images and sounds into our space “in-between”? Why is there a need to do this? The experience of loss shifts thought to the boundary of my mind and into an endless cycle – is it here that the source of this manifestation lies?

The patterns that formed the structures of our space in-between have now morphed into elements that make up larger structures of experience. Is a profound experience one of the closest glimpses we can get into the truths about what we believe, what we choose to follow and how we identify ourselves?

I hope for a corroboree of rhythms – where experiences, images and sound meet to form the dots of a larger pattern of Dreamings – a larger pattern which perhaps you have now seen and understood?