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Chanctonbury Hill on the Last Day of May
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We Begin
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Shipley on the Spring Equinox
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A Sunday Walk
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Bramber on Ostara
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Was it You Who Called me Here Today?
Was it you who called me here today? I don’t know any more what is real and what is imagined. All this talk of scallop shells and Ouroboros. I am so transformed that I have stopped being me and become more myself than ever. I think that you would...
Cuckmere Haven
August 3rd. Would’ve guessed it was October if I had not known any better, but I did....
Making & Wider Context – ‘I want to feel alive in my work.’
As someone who started out with what felt like no practice of my own, I looked around for people in the contemporary art world who were already doing the sort of things that I had in my mind. As I experimented with different mediums and processes I naturally found...
Making – Polaroid
Polaroid works for me because they are raw, unpredictable, unexpected. I get a similar experience to monoprint – I never quite know how they will turn out. The whole point and shoot style feels more in the moment....