Ten short years ago my friend Colin Morley left this world and continued his journey. Colin was standing next to the bomber in the explosion at Edgware Road. In one of the last pictures I have of us, we’re standing in the picture window of my home in Luzern during a Mereon team meeting, talking about my art which he was preparing to take to the world. Facing Mt. Pilatus, Colin was lovingly admonishing my self-description as a ‘dilettante with a paintbrush’. For decades, while feeling like a spiritual kindergartener, I’ve experimented with colour and form, using it to soften the edges of the geometry as I tip-toed around the world of math and physics, a domain that often felt black and white. Discovering that the rainbow flows between dark and light, whenever I suffer from not feeling good enough or smart enough, technicolor bruises and raw wounds self-inflicted of course, I paint until my heart is content. It was this that Colin was helping me achieve as he plotted ways to take it to the world to help make the message at the heart of the Mereon Matrix clear. Colin, a brave and loving human being, was indeed a catalyst for something far greater than hope; he was an instrument for positive change and I am a better person because he touched my life.
Colin, I remember.