Slowly wheeling, like rays of a search light, the days, the weeks, the years passed one after another across the sky.
VIRGINIA WOOLF in ‘The Years’
Inner City Seasons
In June 2018 developers started to pull down the little house that I could see from my balcony. I have been drawing the changing landscape of my street each week since then. Once they have finished I will animate the ‘progress’.
Applebee Development, ongoing project.
A Year of Tree
From the 27th June 2018 and the 26th June 2019, I took weekly Polaroids of a tree near where I work . By recording the changes of this tree over the space of a year, this work aims to encapsulate a sense of endurance in that change. It is presented as both an animated sequence of original Polaroids and a printed spatial layering of those times
The Last Breath
I drew my beautiful mother each of her last 40 days. These drawings have been made into an animation..
In 2009 I was at Ruby Gap in the MacDonald ranges. I sat on a hill from sunrise till sunset, recording the changing light as the day passed.
Time cannot vanish without trace for it is a subjective spiritual category; and the time we have lived settles in our soul as an experience placed within time.