Tír gan teanga, tír gan anam. Explore a collection of works created at lightning speed over an intense two week period. Repetition is the resurgence of a distant memory... Extraction, accumulation, destruction. Art born out of art. Re-used, re-cycled, re-materialised, re-ordered. I wanted the rawness and the authenticity to come through my photos. I feel they are capturing pure moments within my weekend away, they arent perfect and thats exactly what i wanted. Salt, white, green, and red pepper, vinegar preserve and deconstruct unfolding thoughts. Kites draw lines on a cloudy canvas, where nostalgia flows, where depression grows, how sharp the wind must blow. Pseudo-c*nt has landed in my backyard and crushed my azaleas.
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