Writings & Social Research

There is a moment of peace and freedom, a step back, a moment out of time, out of body, out of mind. But ultimately present. Before it was only found among the more than human, and slowly my chosen solitude. The original life becomes an opening, my loneliness has now come to encompass other solitary moments, found in similar minds in similar desires. And in this collection of solitude we, I, can find the necessary, specific companionship. One that allows and matches my innate state whilst opening and guiding a new, unanticipated path that can be taken by those who may guess it is there, and those predisposed to search it out. To be taken alone.

Canada 2018 - 30 minute 'Free-write'

2017/8 - Notes

To know ones path is to travel blind
To fold to unfold
To grow and wake
To journey and to fall
To love and burn
There is no passage to cheat
There is no separation between the dark and the blinding light

Clapping
You have red cheeks
Rubs his own cheeks
Claps
Its cold!
We agree

Points at boots
Thumbs up
Points at boots
I thanks him for the thumbs up

To find comfort in the thing I have lost
What will replace the familiar shadows
In the dark I now cannot see
In the fear that kept me alive
In the sorrow that filled the cracks
Where has my shapeless cloud gone
now I can only see the sun, it is blinding.

WD-40

2016 - Leeds - Interviews with strangers and friends on various topics surrounding life. (AUDIO - youtube) Exhibited though split speakers (x5 pairs) throughout expo space.