I have always drawn, since I was a child.

It has seemed as natural a language to me as learning to speak, a part of my life that I cannot imagine being without.

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It is who I am. It is how I think. It is just what I do.

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Much of my work is to do with traces of memory.

There is often a memorial aspect…and a healing I think.

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I work from old, usually discarded objects, familiar everyday items that trigger that sense of knowing but not really remembering. I have referred to this in the past as 'Layers of the familiar, more felt than remembered'. A sense. A scent…the back of your Mum's dressing table drawer stuff.

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I love old objects.

I have collections of all sorts of things, always worn, marked, incomplete. I like to see the patena, the traces of past dinners in the crazing on a plate, the shadow of a tea stain on a tray cloth. The daily wear and tear.

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My artworks prompt personal memories and the stories that go with them.

Once exhibited this then leads on to the memories and stories  the viewers then share with me.

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I see the works as a collection and not as individual pieces although each piece can and does stand alone.

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An important part of each project is the written supporting texts which explore areas of my past, revisiting, questioning and  helping me question my exploration and put it into context.

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Projects find me I don’t look for them. I will find myself drawn toward an object or a phrase and over time the meanings come together. It is all in my sub conscious and over time I have learned to trust and go with it until it comes to the fore. There will be an itch to scratch.