Among friends

    Another insight, despite the strangeness of this latest form. On my morning walk along the shore, I sometimes notice the seaweed underfoot. This particular piece of kelp is old, gathered years ago on Arran, perhaps, or here on the mainland. I have...

On Noticing

I’m looking at three trays of silk/metal dupion forms, prepared and ready for the fire. What began as a very beautiful fabric has, through a series of interventions, been taken somewhere quite different. Beauty – destruction – re-emergence. This process has become...

Confronting obsession and vulnerability

And then there’s this one………………. It brings it all back home, back to ageing. My own ageing experience is exposing a side I’d have preferred to remain hidden – vulnerability.     Working as authentically as I can, now feels absolutely right at this time in my...

Holding Fire, Holding Self

There’s something quietly radical in inviting fire into your creative work. When I first brought it into my practice during my PhD, it was about elimination. I wanted to burn things away, to leave nothing behind. But the materials resisted. Metal threads clung to...

Precious fragments often missed

              From time to time, some of the macro images I create of my evolving series of silk ‘forms’ are so small and precious, yet for the most part, remain unseen by anyone apart from me. Maybe they’re just...