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In My Veins, Beneath The SkinThe clogging feeling of someone getting into your body and under your skin; polluting your veins with the sticky tar of infatuation. The flesh is stretched; taut, tight and beginning to tear, suspended in this moment by metal thorns. This work acts as a representation of vulnerability and bareness to an uninterested and unrequited partner.

It reflects a way of living with thoughts

it is likely to have been inspired by traditional folklore

Paper was laid down on work surfaces to collect marks as a bi-product of creative activity

the garden dormant

an aperture through which ambivalent energies surface into conscious awareness and coagulate on new terms

and charcoal

The Cloud of Unknowing was the title of a book written by an anonymous monk from a Carthusian order in the 14th century

and the unknown

"Summertime Sadness" serves as a reflection on the link between our emotions and the natural world

using a combination of machine and hand tools

shaped by gravity and phototropism

I began with a pencil drawing on paper