I searched in glaciers and caves
to find the yarn to knit over
the holes in me…
I didn’t think to … did you?
I just held back from just falling in …
straw into gold is both a statement on the current real estate market and a poetic charm for those trying to emerge into home ownership
lovingly hand-stitched, spun and assembled, tin shed tea rose is an ode to all those who’ve ever slept rough
poem: learning Auslan. There are so many ways learning Auslan positively impacts my life. This is just a small ‘thank you for sharing your language with me’ kinda poem.
Dear Petal, a reminder that little sanctuaries are possible. Fetch the foot cream, turn on the tunes and contemplate that ever-reaching night sky.
It’s National Road Safety Week in Australia and I find myself watching a quiz show hosted by Paul McDermott. The intersections are gaining on me, but it’s a question about…
Lovingly hand-stitched, little love song is a response to the exhibition theme ‘Swatch’.
Some years ago I wrote little concrete poems for a large, very concrete space. They were turned into street signs and pinned in place. They are still there…
enveloping (the human) connection (in 36.5 letters) was my answer to a time when connection needed its vital signs checked. I recently unboxed the replies – a treasure of old…
landing explores themes of uprootedness, connecting and coming in to land.
“a portal to those intangible things like love and kindness”
A sphere-like mess of tangled betrayal lies at the base of my spine. A collation of mistrust and misdeeds, those fine strands of spinifex that bind together so easily…
Encouraged not to alter the artwork, visitors are invited to leave with an individual leaf.
artist statement: Child Protection. Act. a contemplation of agency, voice and legacy Reflecting upon a care industry in crisis, the work confronts our personal, political and social responsibility, asks us to…
100% luxury! Handcrafted cashmere tampons. Not for internal use.
apology attempts to spin a bunch of love poems into a sorry that was never said.
our breath exchange is paused. lingering …
Poetic evocations, cued by touch (and conductive ink), would allow audiences to access our hidden landscape.
Threads of Industry – Changing Place, Making Place h.ART group exhibition Old Onkaparinga Woollen Mills, Lobethal SALA Festival 2016 works: All lovingly created with artefacts from the old Onkaparinga Woollen…
Didn’t make it to Noted but want a piece, a sense, a souvenir? Enjoy sneaky peeks at other’s mail? my Postal Project has you covered.
Can’t make it to Noted Festival but want a piece, a sense, a souvenir? Are you feeling a little isolated – geographically or otherwise? Do you seek connective threads?
Today, I’m snuffing red rose petals remembering those times before social media when I would write poems not status updates.
blanket silence is a document designed to be worn when speaking is shut down.
a visual poem
… a sense of place.
Collections shelved, these words they gather dust.
dust jacket explores the decommissioned nature of a work (un)published.
A temporal public artwork.
Kings Park Spring Festival 2015
“human you are a cell within the body of the work”
(with(in)side) out is a thought-data experiment, invites you to dissect the uncertainties of your own form.