Statement?
Overlay deep distance and cold objects, flattened pinpoint precision and parallel lines inform our daily lives.
Are we more than what we leave behind, dotted in fracture. We secrete and connect ourselves into what we gather around us, spread out like ink stained perspective lines. The faint groove etched and cut with macro focused time, pushing you forward.
My work explores our relationship with urban and rural space through the use of various mediums, from photography, film and installation to drawing, painting and print. Sometimes serious, sometimes irreverent. Have you ever noticed how joyous the colour of your Post-Its are when your doodling your escape from that 2 hour "shared vision meeting"? How melancholy the gentle sway of the vertical blinds are on a late summer afternoon? Or how still and calming that weather heavy sky is as you travel to and from work?
I want the viewer to be drawn into these works and let their own memories and references play out half-remembered journeys.
These way-points are our directional markers, echoing through an architectural labyrinth or lost through the window from point a to b. Always eating our time. The story always changes.
Evocation comes through physicality and tangibility. Intimate moments associated to what is another person’s daily staple; a throwaway of no consequence. Seemingly empty and barren, the human influence and experience is what makes it whole and readable.
It all depends on your point of view.
"Don’t let me die with that silly look in my eyes" – M. Patton
"Poo-tee-weet?"
toucans gonna kick your ass
Are we more than what we leave behind, dotted in fracture. We secrete and connect ourselves into what we gather around us, spread out like ink stained perspective lines. The faint groove etched and cut with macro focused time, pushing you forward.
My work explores our relationship with urban and rural space through the use of various mediums, from photography, film and installation to drawing, painting and print. Sometimes serious, sometimes irreverent. Have you ever noticed how joyous the colour of your Post-Its are when your doodling your escape from that 2 hour "shared vision meeting"? How melancholy the gentle sway of the vertical blinds are on a late summer afternoon? Or how still and calming that weather heavy sky is as you travel to and from work?
I want the viewer to be drawn into these works and let their own memories and references play out half-remembered journeys.
These way-points are our directional markers, echoing through an architectural labyrinth or lost through the window from point a to b. Always eating our time. The story always changes.
Evocation comes through physicality and tangibility. Intimate moments associated to what is another person’s daily staple; a throwaway of no consequence. Seemingly empty and barren, the human influence and experience is what makes it whole and readable.
It all depends on your point of view.
"Don’t let me die with that silly look in my eyes" – M. Patton
"Poo-tee-weet?"
toucans gonna kick your ass