Bad Photos
If the year is 2226, and technological imagination has realised itself, and my clone in cryosleep is waiting, eyes closed, for a project of my selfhood to populate her soul, what would it contain?
Touch Grass, Eat Flowers
Ambling past the suburban garden, I am content, my eyes feast on the green hedges and the glow of tall-reaching grass in the sun.
District One
This series reflects a fear of facing global issues. The luxuries of my world here in Sydney depend on the work of someone else's hands, and then I make collages, from a shallow pool of helpless empathy.
Bodily Vessels
This work explores the intersection between the process of death and the human body through a contemporary reinterpretation of the funerary urn.
Blue Space
Quasi‑cyclical with air, pulled in lulls by the moon, water holds the impossible capacity of chaos and order—of infinity.
Simple Beautiful Things
After interacting with the most pompous security guards on Earth, having their bags searched as though they are about to embark on an international flight, and parting ways with €12.50, they finally enter the museum.
lost property
As I walk past the Quadrangle every morning, despite the now-manicured lawns, memories of the encampment linger in my mind.
EMBODIED DISSENT
Police State necessitates a reciprocal exchange between the viewer and the performer, which Walter Benjamin defined as “aura”: the integral essence of an original work that fades in reproduction.
i bare it all yet still they do not see
Slow craft challenges obsession with productivity targets and overconsumption. The work does not begin with the embroidering of the fabric but instead the preparation of a range of vegetables which are slowly processed into homemade fabric dyes.
Unravel Me.
The constraints of tangibility truly plague my waking days. Holding hands is not enough, being in the same bed is not enough, lying on top of me with your full weight is nice, but not enough.
Love letters to the Adriatic
The collages can be read as love letters to the Adriatic, the sole force shielding the central Dalmatian archipelago from immediate destruction for centuries. In the ocean one finds freedom and eternity, a feeling I hope to encapsulate.
Memory: A Practical Guide
Find a stimulus, or rather let it find you.
Be transported through space and time, find yourself in that moment again.
Linger in it for a minute more.
Get Inmimind!
What emerges are abstract compositions shaped by rhythm, melody, and emotion. These sketches outline the space between hearing and feeling.
On The Run
spark that inspiration in me again, yeah?
wherever you are, read this letter
and come home to me.
Face to Face: Portrait Exchange in Conversation
The event carves out a rare space where presence precedes performance, and where the gaze becomes a means of mutual recognition.
Choose Your Own Dream
“I was falling endlessly…when I landed in a jumping castle…Liam Gallagher was there and he told me to take my shoes off…but I wasn’t wearing any shoes…”