I spent so much time making reductive paintings. I cared so much aboout them, keeping them safe, keeping them clean, catering to their every whim. And then the magic disappeared, the spark fizzled out and we suffered a break down in our previously inseperable relatonship. It was as if we'd stopped talking, stopped comunicating as we used to do so effortlessly. Some how we needed to find a way to reconnect. So we went on a trip, just six small monochrome paintings and I. We travelled the city together, documenting with photographs at 22 different points along the way. We worked on our relationship, spent quality time together. We bonded again.