One person exhibition of video work currently showing at the Palace of Culture in Pontevedra, Galicia until the 14th February.

attraction

I decided to fall in love with you.
It wasn't a difficult decision to make.
Your obsession with sewing yourself into your clothes meant we'd always have something interesting to talk about.
I'm ok.

drawing escapes

Brand new website for the drawing trips, please click on the image and check it out!

The Octopus Catcher



music : pianochocolate

The octopus is a creature of grace; one can not say such a creature has dexterity
for the octopus has no fingers, and yet dexterity, nimbleness and the physical intelligence
of a dancer all belong to the octopus. The octopus is a hunter; a master of catching the
hidden and the evasive. In Martyn Blundell’s film, The Octopus Catcher, the human,
octopus and film-maker are indistinguishable from each other; and the poignancy of
survival and death alongside the sheer beauty of practiced, physical craft are caught
in the film-maker’s frames.  Mark Goodwin 2014

I'll be showing 'Convalescent Fade' and 'The Octopus Catcher' at the
Ayuntamiento in Pontevedra, Spain in January. Private view is on the 22nd January.
Everyone is welcome!

22 things to be

open
brave 
loving
aware
relaxed
tolerant
decisive
sensitive
articulate
confident
responsive
responsible
trustworthy 
diplomatic
tenacious
creative
careful
strong
caring
quiet
wise   
true   

new drawings

3 new drawings from the drawing in Spain trip last month. Feels like a millions miles away now.




Reasons for liking a place

Because it's warm
Because it's far away
Because it’s so beautiful it makes you ache
Because you can hide there
Because her dress brushed my legs

two

two ways of looking at things
two ways to tell the truth
two girls holding hands
two ways to keep us apart
two spaces between three ideas
two echoes of a whispered voice
two voices quietly discovering they can never be apart
two circles on top of each other
two sides to every story
two pretending to be one
two halves of the same shared dichotomy
two hands holding two hands
two pieces of a mirror reflecting, two perfectly symmetrical ideas
two sharing a perfect mirage under a perfect sky
two reflecting on the space between them
two perfect reflections
two shadows of a impossible future
two pieces that fit together immaculately
two inarticulate broken screams
two crying for each other
two sad voices
two identical with themselves
two identical wounds made with the same instrument
two dreams reflected in each others' eyes
two dreams of a single future
two impossible desires split in half and put back together, badly
two sleeping abandoned shapes in a two silent rooms
two dreaming impossible futures shaped like the moon
two folding interwoven differences
two parallel ideas unfolding together
two pieces of paper folded together
two twins entwined
two chances, both impossible
two twice
two twisted sad stories 
two too close
two up, two down
two complicated echoes
two mirrors, infinity, twice
two for the price of one
two bound binery 
two too far apart
two mouths, one perfect kiss