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”Like every mass art form, photography is not practiced by most people as an art. It is mainly a social rite, a defence against anxiety, and a tool of power.” (Susan Sontag, On Photography) I,…
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I was fifteen. Marooned in a battleship-grey bedroom, hating life, looking for a light at the end of the tunnel. Investing in this album took a leap of faith. I had never heard a note…
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(A Poem) They are the real reptiles, Circling and stalking me, through the buildings. They bide their time, Observing my behaviour, Like doctors clad in white. When will they take me away And use me…
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New media contains an irresistible ephemeral tactility. A small image, confined behind glass that I can tap and stroke with my index finger. If displayed on a computer screen, I have to grip a small…
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Why do I make physical products? What is this desire to mark surfaces, to describe, to litter the world with my debris? It’s not a desire to leave behind a legacy. I can’t imagine anything…
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She wears shiny black sports shorts and a shiny black blouse done up to the neck with a bow. Dark sheer tights. I can’t see what she’s wearing on her feet. That magic moment when…
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This past year I have just wanted to experiment with physical media more. As a result, my thinking has moved away from finalised print designs to working with marker pens and collage, and it’s only…
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I began this series as an exercise in introducing tactility into my digital artwork as I was finding the printed outcomes of my clean vector style somewhat sterile. As well as incorporating mark making and…
