Dragon’s Egg

Dragon’s Egg

Ceramics, charred wood, distressed photocopies, gold lustre The Dragon’s Egg only hatches in the fire breathed over it by the mother. After the drenched flames leaves a charred nest high above Battersea, London. In the charred nest blooms a wise old owl with burnt...
My Death Star

My Death Star

I have to be deconstructed for the birds to soar out of me. There is a glittering menace running through the newest collection of art ‘My Death Star’, the menace is a shadow that darkens my doorways lurking by the bed at night and sitting by my feet under the studio...

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