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The impression we make in other people’s lives can be seen as being created by Two feet In The Sand, some actions deeper than others, some easily washed away by time and tide, the sea of indifference or the ocean of positive affirmation all leaving their traces in one way or another; and yet it is the impact we have on our own lives that can leave a feeling like concrete driven into the beach of perception, that can weigh us down, allow us to dig to depths we had not thought capable…if only we could find the beauty in the experience, and feel the sand between our toes, and not sink further.

Art, and not destruction, is the way to at least alleviate the suffering, the turmoil, the feeling of being alone and not connecting with the world. Be under no allusion though, as all artists realise and conclude, the practise of your own voice eases the time, but it does not banish the burden; and yet the more you dig in the sand to find the voice you though lost, the more you can build a mound in which to stand upon and look to the horizon, to envisage where the next drop of inspiration mixing with the sand comes from.

One such young poet who has placed their faith in this dynamic is Luke Scott, and in his combined photography and poetry book, Two Feet In The Sand, what is evident is the artist’s willingness to divulge the secret of their existence, the words have their place in cadence and rhythm, the inflection is driven by a pulse and accent which is impossible to miss, and above all, Mr. Scott understands how art can be the uniter and divider of thought, of the dichotomy of spirit.

Across pieces such as South Sun Sea, the superb Love Bed, Alone, Stuck In A Cut, and especially Guitar, Luke Scott approaches the flickering flame of poetic stance, and catches the glimpse of the immortal child mesmerised by the images in the shadows, of introspection, of being true to the voice in your mind, but allowing yourself to be swayed by the silhouettes that dance on the wall behind the flame. To see such illumination is a must, and Luke Scott captures in its purest essence.

A work of art that sees the artist explore the depth of feeling, and one that does not allow the Muse to sink out of sight; Two Feet In The Sand leaves a sizeable memory that is not washed away easily by Time, nor tide.  

Ian D. Hall