Being is Distributed into Myriad Objects, Peckham 2016. Mermaids purses (shark eggs) under close observation after giving them little operations and stitching them back together again. A projection of the eggs in their oxygenated incubator was reflected in a mirror and then back up again. There was an accompanying (true) story about a thunder storm, adolescent infatuation and how a second storm brought the shark eggs up and in turn the whole thing came to a weirdly unsatisfying completion in a downstairs bathroom.
Sketchbook 2018 / Short Story 2016. I’ve always said I don’t really deal in colour but my work is actually very colour-full, only just one colour at a time. At the moment I’m really into purple.
Last month’s waking temperatures forming the distant mountain range you’re always heading towards
Carcinoma of the Ovary. The wet-dry colour shift in acrylic was bothering me so I swapped resin for linseed. First uterine study in oil in progress (+silverpoint)
In progress | proliferating mucinous tumour of the ovary, goldpoint and watercolour on paper
Lion tamers rarely need assistance/assistants
Putting on a play in the attic- during the first act the only thing on stage is a holographic hyacinth
In progress | A found object (reminiscent of Leda’s swan) from my mother’s grey sea. Silverpoint, acrylic, gold leaf and traditional gesso on MDF