Drift, like a piece of driftwood, floating on a bed of waves. Let go of control for a bit. Move in and out of thoughts and memories to the lull of the water. Be in that moment of absolute peace where nothing and nobody reaches you apart from the warmth lapping at your cheeks as you gently move through the bylanes of your mind. Today, more than ever, Drift. This is a mixed media work on stretched canvas with palette wood attached. The artwork is a part of a series - If Walls Could Speak.