NEWS THOUGHTS AND PROJECTS
News , what's on and what has been
NEW PHASE
16/11/2022
After the Memorial Portrait Project 2022
Memoirs
12/05/2022
Losing someone you love
Artist, Self and Body
21/04/2022
I have lived a life as an artist in doubt. but that’s another story.
To Sing
21/04/2022
About voice and decision making, taken from notes written many years ago.
Lavender House
21/04/2022
Above the smell of fat and frying, of the mermaid cafe, the cockle and whelk stalls and the amusement arcade.
About Improvising and In Praise of Scribbling
21/04/2022
I scribble myself, scribble my body my dreams, until a new order is found.
Myths Revisited
21/04/2022
My life to this point has been of a voyeur, watching my own pain and unaware of and looking for my own mythological double.
Fairlight Beach
21/04/2022
“The root of man’s/ woman’s anxiety’s is his intensity to feel and know they exists”
Lost Between Two Accidents
21/04/2022
A bit of my story, I have been visited by death from birth.
Memories of a Passing
21/04/2022
5th August 2019 Kings College Hospital, Oliver Ward. On being a daughter.
Brixton Years
21/04/2022
Growing up with and without a father, Brixton in the 1960`s was full of music, colour, and the street cries of the stall holders. We moved into Electric Avenue in 1965 I am 7 years old.
A Ghost Story
12/04/2022
It is 1976, I am 17 years old, and the new year was as cold as can be, ice ferns on the insides of the windows and deep snow, enchanting, and I am living with the Brixton squatting community, who saved my life and acted as dysfunctional parents to me.
Me and My Mum
12/04/2022
Moments with genius - My mother sat with the look of a menace. There is a look that is family orientated that both my grandmother had and my Auntie Patsy, this would come over my mother’s face just as she was about to be brutal funny or wicked about something, which face it was most times.
Absence Presence
10/04/2022
To have or to occupy a place somewhere. Expressing the most general relation of a thing to its place, a town, house, body, the past and a jacket, was occupied and undulating with chaos and hope.
Memories, Scraps and Scrapes from a Chaotic Mind
09/04/2022
An attempt at writing my life.