Gained In Translation
This body of work was created while at an eight week artist residency in Corris, Wales during the Summer of 2015.
The manifestation of a thought process. 4,592 miles from home. Anxiety, trepidation, and sheer bliss. Random walking path after random walking path. Maps do not have legs. Slate, slate, slate, slate, sheep, slate, slate, slate, sheep, slate, slate, buildings, slate, slate, insects, slate, slate, flowers, slate, slate, buildings, slate, slate, sheep, slate, duck, slate, mountains, slate, and slate. I don’t know you. Come in for a cup of tea. Fallen timber is my friend. The camera has hoarded 2,813 images. Geometry. Cut. Connect. Canvas. Gesso. Paint. Spindles. Maths. Cut. Paint. Connect. Varnish. They speak perfect Welsh. Smile. Laugh. Gut busting hilarity. Vomit. Scale it back. Back to smile.
