When you cut an apple in half and look inside it you’ve got the outside bit, the tension, the pips in the middle. I started painting, using blue, nothing to do with an apple, maybe more like a butterfly in form. This continued with trying with new colours and textures sticking with what felt right.
I was moving miles away from the original idea, hence the later ones called “After the apple”. Gradually a kind of format was emerging, by using variations on this it became much freer to indulge in colour and texture. I had now moved in to a world that was very abstract and like music deals in colours and rhythms.