Before I came out! Imprisoned in a world of grey, inorganically without organs.
The whimsical theme here is me coming out, with my physique out of kilter with the rest of society's focus.
Reflecting my coming out of hiding into a new life, I bloomed the lemon-zest of my body out of the intense green motherlode
Welcomed as just another guy on a beach. Unrecognisable from anybody else.
Permanent. As if part of the Shoreham Beach landscape, I am here for eternity.
Happiness so unreal, Shoreham is as a caracature
Cycling is a faded memory returning from the past.
A cry for help where nudity alone fails
The spirit of friendship lightens journey from darkness.
This reflects the joy at making it right at the end of my journey, cast in a final blood-red sunset.
Will Golden at one with the Golden Sun