At the age of 15, while standing in front of my headmaster, being harangued for an activity I had no association with I began to realise that people will always create their own reality. On that occasion, simplified; I was a long haired school boy, long haired school boys did this sort of thing, ergo I was guilty. I later found out that in my last high school year, according to rumour, I was; a drug dealer, a pornographer and pimp, a "stud", a gay queen and, I was living with, and being supported by an older woman.
A person's reality will always be based on their own experiences, memories and expectations and, to them, will always be true.
These works and their titles are my realities.