I travel across the UK, relying on chance encounters and immersing myself in communites. Focusing on marginalised groups, I create works born from these experiences; artworks and written reflections that become vignettes and traces of the time we spend together.
This work is a direct response to the challenges many of us face. As someone who belongs to multiple marginalised groups, I know how words and labels can silence a person before they are heard. Recognition is often reserved for those who triumph over hardship or excel against the odds. This creates a culture in which ordinary life is treated as a privilege the marginalised must earn, rather than something that already belongs to them. We're either celebrated as extraordinary or rendered invisible. Both create a hierarchy of worth, where dignity is granted only when it can be justified.
My work is not about celebration or justifying a right to be seen and heard. It's about autonomy and representation on our terms.
No labels. No categories. Just people. Moving through life together.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean.
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