I as thrilled when this image was accepted as a finalist in the juried competition being held in Milan as well as for exhibition at the Mall Galleries in London ( 4ft x 4ft glazed print ). Like with all abstracts, I enjoy peoples differing interpretations and responses to my images. I feel the irony here is that in this modern age of communication, misunderstandings and lack of the ability to actively’ listen’ in so many areas of human relationships still seem to cause as many, if not more, people to internalise feelings, opinions and ideas. The Dying Art of Conversation Review In a spectral, disturbing, yet gorgeous green hangs a bizarre fossilized relic that seems to be some grotesque metaphysical accident between a poet’s dream of death and the DNA ring itself, standing forever in a jar of formaldehyde. Spiteful looking crustaceans are formed in a circle beneath a calculating grid which disappears into infinity. Here is a most persuasive, and most importantly, exhilarating visual rendering of death and its reality in an arid, technological present.