I know that this is the beginning of a new phase. Although I do consider myself a mural painter I hadn't created one in my hometown so to have done one in London is eleven years in the making, blood, sweat and tears, travel across continents, living away from the UK, representing the best of British, exhaustion, doubts, sacrifice and desperation. My point is I am so beyond elated that I have been able to bring my piece of Crystal back home. Definitely more murals are being brewed in my witchy cauldron.
Head over to Public Art to see more.