Cremains panels delivered
Finally this long process is almost at completion. I have three more panels to deliver but most of them are now with members of the family. I am really pleased with how they turned out. The screen print of the … Continued
Artist Researcher Lecturer
Finally this long process is almost at completion. I have three more panels to deliver but most of them are now with members of the family. I am really pleased with how they turned out. The screen print of the … Continued
I have simplified the images from the gilded digital prints I produced, see blog post Collaboration with Dolores Steinman for ARE, and am using them to create a series of screen prints. The first print includes my cupped hands, holding … Continued
It is so good to write that the sight in my right eye has almost righted itself, just a little residual cloudiness. I also feel amazing on the steroids, my energy, enthusiasm for life and ability to focus has returned. … Continued
Having read the writing below at our monthly Artic Terns collaborative meeting between the Quarantine Conversationalists in the UK and the Corona Diarists in Australia, one of them points out that maybe only an artist would think of drawing what … Continued
These have been a long time waiting to be made, my partner’s sister died 17 years ago and he died 10 years ago but my ongoing collaborative conversations with Annabel Pettigrew-MacPherson and a fantastic workshop titled On Repeat led by … Continued
Screen prints of the remaining two tatters of Chris shirts (the rest I tied to the fence at Black Rock Nature Reserve to be washed by the River Severn back in 2012) over giclee prints from enlarged polaroids taken of … Continued
I enlarge the polaroids to fit on A3 and print them, playing with shifting the hue on one of the images, the original polaroids have a liminal, eerie quality which I feel is heightened by increasing the scale I took … Continued
I have been mending and tweaking the impossible feather vessels that have my hands screen-printed on them, thinking about how they hold emptiness, wanting to somehow use the vessels and the image of my cupped hands with mine and Dolores … Continued