Leighton Carr – pastor, painter, producer of words images spaces objects

Through a strange set of circumstances that have little internal rhyme or reason or obvious sequence or pattern (and certainly with no particularly coherent story) I find myself sitting at a desk or drawing board or standing at pulpits and lecterns trying to make sense of an existence so rich in words and colour.

So how does it work?

With grace.

And where does it lead?

I’ve no idea.

which is like most people then