This gallery consists of 2 large scale series of edited 'drawings' and 2 narrative Zines exploring time, touch and silence.
With a nod to the sublime, these pieces immortalise a single moment of movement.
The traces of ink left on the image, are becoming subjectively representational.
Allow yourself to be drawn into its vastness.
[a sensitive appreciation for the fragile and the quiet]
Let the silence be healing
Find peace in the sound of the movement of your blood washing through your heart.
We touch the world with our eyes when the image bounces off of our retina...
We touch the world with our ears
when we listen the small sounds that create the big ones
We touch the world with our nose
As we breathe deeply over and over
- The sent forming a memory in our minds -
taking us back to a time | a place | a person
We touch the world with our tongue
Swallowing words that we refuse to speak
We touch the world with our fingers
So often that we forget to experience the sensation