John Dickinson

I am an artist and songwriter living in Cornwall. I draw with coloured pencils and I create sculptures out of wood. All of my work is based on inspiration and intuition. It, like life, is a journey.

Diary 2023

If I speak my words spill out to fall like scattered seeds
Will my words grow into trees or simply into weeds?
For we all make waves
No-one can be innocent
We all make waves

If I move my actions send a ripple into life
Should I make my movements dance or make them crash and collide?
For we all make waves
True we are not omniscient
But we all make waves

What did I plant in the world today,
did I add to its colour or help it turn grey?
Everything matters, including little me,
even if I believe that no-one will see
For we all make waves

The waves that shape our destiny
We all make waves
No-one can be innocent
We all make waves
True we are not omniscient
But we all make waves
The waves that shape our destiny
We all make waves