Maintaining my connection to the natural world seems as important as ever but perhaps with a new kind of urgency attached. I am moved and inspired by forces in nature that are quiet and gentle, powerful and profound.
I am looking at the surface of things again. Skin. A familiar looking, coming in close – bark, lichen, moss – but a different focus. I’m drawn to patterns and rhythms and what it is they tell. How does a skin describe a life lived? It holds an expression of growth and of ageing. It is a barrier and a story.