If I was to categorise my art I expect magic realism will do, it's taking something ordinary and making it unfamiliar, it's the desire, knowing theirs no such thing as magic but wish like hell that it exists. It is a vein of dream in that on the whole dreams are not surprising at the time of dreaming but in recollection but when dream astonish at the time or we see the world in a different way we have our magic realist moment. The problem with scientists is that they thing because it is in our imagination it dose not exist the problem with romantics is that they do think it exists when in fact to think either kills the enchantment. Our wings to fly are cut because we stick them out.