Intuition: how I relate to people and also how I make work

Nature: my fascination, love, guide and salvation

Sculpture: my chosen medium, in which touch and tactility are essential to producing

Touch: the sense I prize the most and also find the most intimate

Intimacy: the importance we all have for it and how I engineer my sculptures

Nurturing: my compulsion to nurture

Community: the importance of communing, learning and supporting each other

Tactility: a meditation on materials as a way of understanding them and also a pleasurable activity

 

Without my eyes, I find the sublime. In the absence of distraction, I recede into abstraction.

 

By removing my visual sense, I foster a meditative state: an intensified ability to focus and connect myself to the clay, other people, my surroundings and music flourishes.

 

Concentrating on making something look good is a barrier to expression. When sight no longer dominates, touch takes centre stage and tactility becomes paramount in the translation of my experience.

 

In nature, I find simplicity in the resolution of complexity, peace, beauty, vitality, honesty, invigoration, regeneration. Connecting to nature is healing and cathartic, promoting empathy for our natural habitat and primal selves.

 

Using only my hands and water to shape wet clay, I seal them with liquified tree resin to dry slowly, never firing them.

 

The not knowing of their final form and tactility is exciting, and fortuitous accidents or outside influences sometimes give agency to the evolution of my sculptures.

 

When I open my eyes, I am delightfully surprised. An intuitive guide signifies when they’re ready to smooth, then dry.

 

These fragile works are complete when they are experienced through careful touch: It's how I discover my sculptures and how I want other people to discover them.

 

Influenced by the passing of time, they show signs of a previous life, the encountering of hardship and display signs of trauma.

 

Perfection is found in imperfection.

 

Sometimes we fracture under the strain of life. We break and as our wounds deepen, so does our empathy and compassion for other living things. Trust is easily damaged. People are easily damaged. My sculptures are not fired and can be easily damaged. Our fragility is reflected in theirs and the cracks we possess complete us, making us more beautiful as human beings.

 

Fold the blind around my eyes, guide me towards the sublime.

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