Interested in themes of introspection through self-portraiture, I explore personal trauma, depression, familial influence and an imbalanced relationship to fear. I have an unrealistic desire to structure and organise my life as a way to minimise risks and failure. It is the acknowledgment of this behavioural pattern and the struggle to disentangle myself from it that motivates my image making.

Home alone, cars driving by and birds chirping outside, the loud sound of clunky beats and funky harmonies pumping through shitty computer speakers and this utter lack of embarrassment provided by the lack of company. You dance. Badly. You sing. Surprisingly well. I am drawn to those moments in which we lose ourselves to our fancies and shed all type of social composure.

Shouting outside windows, fathers falling asleep on tiny couches like rigid vampires, mountains of washing up casting light patterns onto kitchen walls, giddily shaking thermal covers in the dark and dragging fingers along the electrified fabric, laughing here and laughing there, crying quite often over there too, and in all those spaces talking and talking and thinking and talking about hopeful futures and semi-pessimistic views of the human condition.