It’s a rare thing to look back on an early work and find it still resonates with such raw clarity. Cartwheel was born during my time at art college, an open-ground etching that captured a solitary moment of movement—youth tumbling through space, caught in the gravity of its own anticipation. Now, thirty years later, it feels as significant as it ever did.

Life’s messy. That’s what the work was about, really. My college project—a sprawling wall of silkscreen prints—didn’t try to tidy anything up. About 100 frames, sprayed silver to blend in with the wall, were arranged in a pattern that resembled tiles—like the kind meant to evoke bricks without bearing their actual weight.

Walter has a chat about his latest work in progress

Great to have my work in another venue!

The beauty of having a direction cannot be overstated. It’s feels amazing to have been in the flow for the past few weeks.

After reaching an impasse, I began working on some ideas for new pieces for my local coffee shop and now I’m ready to begin to bring them to physical life.