Lost in Ibiza

We had flippers and snorkels in the boot along with other happy beach kit and were headed for another glorious Ibiza cove for the day (we’d been discovering a new sandy haven each day of the holiday so far). Then suddenly we spotted a road sign supported by a jolly looking metal robot. The sign read, LOST Artist Studios. This was too irresistible to ignore. So we did a rapid U-turn and shot up the gravel track, through a tree and sculpture park area, towards a large building that was obviously the art gallery and studio. Above the door, in playful lettering, it simply said…LOST

Was it posing a question for all who entered? It felt immediately personal and put me at my ease. Who was this person who had created all these strange and wonderful sculptures and had no qualms about calling himself a lost artist. I felt connected to the vibe and at home.

We entered the warehouse space and found ourselves being greeted warmly by the owner, Mr Lost himself, Christopher Stone. He stood amidst his Aladdin’s cave of grand and exciting art and sculptures. It was a total WOW moment for me; rooms of thrilling, vibrant and eclectic work to stimulate the senses and awaken the soul.

What followed was an utterly delightful 3 hours with Chris. Originally from the east end of London, a joiner by trade, a London cabby for some years and through a series of fascinating twists and turns of fate and strange happenings, wound up in Ibiza to continue his creative destiny.

Enthralled by Chris’s rich work, I felt my heart bubble with joy as I fell in love with his sphynx like sculptures and Picasso style paintings. In fact, I felt like I was with the reincarnation of the great master himself.

Some experiences leave deep impressions and lasting imprints and this was definitely one such event for me, with life lessons to take away.

I was thrilled that we had allowed ourselves to be diverted, to be distracted and curious. That we had taken the risk to explore rather than shooting past, focused on a set plan.

I was so thankful that Chris had allowed himself to open to a new relationship with us and he was so generous with his time. He gave us his full self and the alchemy of rich connection.

I entered the sanctuary of Chris’s cathedral feeling lost myself and was blessed with the beauty and strength of his work, the energy of his creativity and the holy communion of love and friendship. It’s a day that will feed and sustain me for a long time to come.

Thank you Chris x