|'Still..You lost her, but I forgot her.'|
Found photo, blackout poem, and shards from broken pit-fired pot.
Slowly but surely the different elements of my work which are always very much separate are quietly coming together.
I've become more aware how much the 'found object' is apart of my practice and am using it more and more; constantly collecting and putting together little sculptures and such.
Hopefully this is all leading to something great…