
“The real voyage of discovery consists not of seeking new lands but seeing with new eyes” Proust
My creative practice is an on-going conversation with life, a dialogue about our contested and entangled relationship with time, impermanence, place and the material world.
My site of research for the past few years, a place of thinking-through-doing, has been rural Northumberland. A place of trees, plants, buzzards; of wetness, mud, snow; of stories of ownership, extraction, re-wilding. Possibilities collected like leaves – imperfectly remembered, subject to continual transformation.
Rusty fence wire become ‘bodies’ in the landscape – an intervention, a disturbance. Nettles are woven into string. Old documents become the ground for painting placed outside – on trees, a fallen stone gatepost, an abandoned reel of wire. Moments are caught on camera – shadows on a gatepost, the frost on the rim of a sculpture, sunlight in the gap between tree and words. The written word in the form of poems become small 'word pictures' expressed in artist books. Stories told and imagined are collected – multiple narratives that are ecological, historical, culture and economic.
All a form of driftwork - a practice of attunement, sensory and imaginary, material yet abstract. A reciprocal and dynamic aliveness to place and experience that lets go of pre-determined outcomes and the dictate of plans and stays open to the unexpected and emergent.