Growing up in England, people told you why you couldn't do things. Suddenly, I had a publisher banging on my door, and was given the creative green light to simply make.
Nick Bantockin the caves of my heart, where pain taps out its rhythms and sorrow sets its loss, i am without direction.
Nick BantockThe threads of circumstance that lead to tomorrow are so tenuous that all the fussing and worrying about decisions is futile compared to the pure randomness of existence.
Nick Bantock