“I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.”
This is Drew’s tattoo:
This quote is take from “Preludes” by T.S Eliot. I first encountered this poem at age 15, and remember it as the first piece of poetry that really struck me. Almost 15 years later, and I made a career change into the performing arts, and made the decision to have it tattooed on my right wrist. It has become something of a mantra, and a reminder. The work was done by Apro, at West Side Tattoo in Brisbane, and I could not be happier with it.