I do have a TARDIS mind,
And it is larger on the inside than you would believe.
But the door is locked and I am alone, trapped within.
The lights are out and no power to find.
Evil lurks within the darkness it enjoys,
It is a scary beast in here with me.
With no way out and nowhere to hide.
If I only had a key, to escape my TARDIS mind.
NWS 2011
About Me
- Neale Stratford
- I cannot claim any academic merit; for I will leave that to the Academics to examine, argue and resolve. I cannot claim any philosophical insight; for I will leave that to the Philosophers to ponder and muse. I cannot claim any deep psychological meanings; for I will leave that to the Psychologists to analyse and evaluate. I cannot even claim that I am an artist; for that, I will let society to decide. However, I can claim ownership for what I am. I am me. I make my art looking for answers to questions that have never been, should never be and possibly, will never be asked again. Sometimes I have the answers; while being clueless to the validity of any question asked. Alas, the answers are the easy part. It is the questions that are unbearably intolerable to endure. Uncomfortable as it may feel, if any answer is found, it speaks more about the viewer than it does me. I offer my art as a reflection of my soul. Like the reflections on the walls of Plato's cave, the imagery is distorted, a mere simulacrum of reality that can only be interpreted through the prism of you, the viewer's own mind.
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