Underwater Ophelia

We know that Ophelia drowned, she took a plunge into a large soup bowl, where wild flowers floated, making her departure from this world rather aesthetically pleasing. She has been washed out elsewhere, into a world I am trying to understand, for reasons I am also trying to understand. But before that, briefly, she appeared... Continue Reading →

Shadow Ophelia

Having left Ophelia, dressed in white like a bride, as she drowned herself in a bowl of floating blossoms, in the middle of the lush Kensal Green cemetery in May 2018, she was briefly spotted again in Candid Arts Centre on 22nd February 2019. This time she was all in black and she was enclosed... Continue Reading →

sweet muscle flexing

"Outside and inside are both intimate - they are always ready to be reversed, to exchange their hostility. If there exists a border-line surface between such an inside and outside, this surface is painful on both sides." Gaston Bachelard Sweet Muscle Flexing She is seduced by the promise of sweet pleasure, indulgence of the senses,... Continue Reading →

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