My father Dexter Hamadi died last month aged 58. He was a tortured soul, not the greatest dad but he was my father and I will miss him forever. I could go on and on but I'll leave it at that for now. I know he was a proud father, believed in my talents and wanted to see me succeed creatively. I will honour his memory. Love you despite your flaws. RIP Dad. 29/03/1955 - 30/05/2013
Creativity, coffee and a tapestry of ideas!
An old idea myself and a fellow friend/artist of mine were conceptualising before he moved to the states, an idea that I, excuse me, we thought is pretty special...but who knows? We'll just have to wait and see but the potential is definitely!
I'm not gonna give the idea away but instead lead your mind in the right direction with a sort of Idealised Synopsis
"Tapestry of abstract stories told in mixed mixed mediums and styles with spoken verse and subtitled with a musical score and code as an after thought.."
"No limits imposed!"