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P.E.-fossil. Darling of the fall. An image, like the shadow thrown at a moment when a child holds her breath lest she be seen and made first in line.

A lot of my work is to do with childhood memories. Mine are few and far between and usually bare of dialogue or movement, but their emotional weight can be considerable. I see my artwork in that vein, each piece a compressed snapshot of being. It’s not about the factual recording of an experience down to the smallest detail, but that its distillation takes you to its centre. The sensory details that I recall when I allow myself to fall into the stillness of a memory breathe life into it, and slowly I come to feel the girl I was.

I’m thinking of proposing this and another piece for Outside the White Cube for their Outsiders’ Celebration of Sport–exhibition. Wished the application fee wasn’t so high.

Materials: crocheted from black cotton and white wool/synthetics mixture, bit of fur
Dimensions: 23 cm x 38 cm


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