Monday, 5 November 2012

everything is something else

what it boils down to is what it is.
nothing comes from nothing.
everything has a memory.

Tuesday, 16 October 2012

lichen preparation

in august i collected two types of lichen from an old dead apple tree in Croyde, before it got burnt.
i kept in a ziplock bag until now.
today i put into a plastic container, weed onto it twice (morning and evening) and put on a tight lid.
now i must leave it for a month.

Tuesday, 9 October 2012

Tuesday, 26 June 2012

Emergent Behaviour

Emergent Behaviour is an artist collective that emerged from participation in the course ‘An Introduction to Performance’ run at Chapter Arts Centre in 2011, lead by established performance artist Davida Hewlett.
Each member of the group has their own distinctive practices and concerns. We come together to experiment and develop new performative methods.
Emergent Behaviour will be taking part in a series of performances for Elysium Gallery’s ‘Disruption 2: Through Tomorrow’s Eyes’, a one day event that will respond to Swansea High Street as a post-apocalyptic playground. More information on the event can be found here.

Monday, 25 June 2012


2 little books before lunch.
simple starters.

Sunday, 24 June 2012

the football

from the point of view of the hammock


nice cranes


all of a sudden from out of the earth

just checking

blogging from app. here's a little teapottiness from Sarah Younan at tactileB Citizen exhibition opening.

a landscape of sorts

a picture may paint a thousand words, that are stuck inside my head.
just don't ask me to tell you what they are.

Tuesday, 8 May 2012


For the interesting point about a feather is really this, that it grew. It was not made in a moment, like a bullet poured red-hot into a mold: its little airy plumes, branched like a fern into tiny waving filaments, were developed by slow steps, piece after piece, and spikelet after spikelet. And what is true of this particular bit of down which I hold in my fingers, trembling like gossamer at every breath and every pulse, is also true of plumage as a whole in the history of animal evolution. 
Charles Grant Blairfindie Allen, 1879

Thursday, 3 May 2012

Sunday, 11 March 2012

i do not expect to touch the sky...

Opening today, as part of International Women's day/month celebrations organised by Women's Arts Association. Butetown History and Art Museum, Cardiff Bay. 

An installation piece:

i do not expect to touch the sky...
hand made paper, reclaimed slate and wood, leaves, wire

A sculptural installation that began life as a stitched documentation of transient domestication; in a Women’s Arts Association digital workshop (2007) it developed into a digital story, which then became a short animated film that was a feature of an installation shown at Wunderland, (tactile BOSCH, Women’s Day 2011). 
It has merged with the ideas that were acted out as a performance in Bute Park (November 2011) to become what is now shown here.
The idea has travelled from its beginnings as a difficult to tell story of domestic violence to becoming a humorous take on the idea of the woman as 'bird' and high heels as a symbol of the 'woman'.

Heels may conjure up images of sex, dolling-up and wobbling girls, pervy men and women in control; pelvic pressure, engorged labia, twisted ankles, legs in the air.
Does wearing heels empower, sexualise, enhance, control, belittle or fetishise? Does the playfulness cover up the truth, under the makeup and heels?

We flit, we fly, we flee, but we make our way home again, to nest. 
But nests can be precarious.

Tuesday, 24 January 2012


its been a while....

why? lack of inclination... lack of imagination... lack of tings to say of a creative nature...
all of the above.
the busiest times are the most interesting times. less time to say it. but more to say.

lots of education work going on. and some new personal work.

a proper posting will follow soon.

lets just say this:

' just as rain penetrates an ill roofed house, so desire penetrates an underdeveloped mind.'
Dhammapada v. 13-14

The word desire does not only refer to sexual desire, but in the context of the Buddha’s teachings, it has a much broader meaning. There are two major movements of our minds when the mind is not at peace: “I want” or “I don’t want”. This verses address the enormous category of all the things we want badly enough to unsettle our minds, to make us careless of others and forget what might be best for ourselves.