So this is loss
The meaning of Death is still surrounded by great mystery. The notion of a ‘soul’ is hard to quantify. An unknown life force that is present in a person, so evident in its absence upon death.
Loss, absence, the uncanny, and the abject are explored to create familiar yet alien figures. Their physical form broken down, reconfigured and reformed to present a ghostly presence in the process of metamorphosis.
The mysterious. The unknown. The allegorical and the flown.
Once had wings, now reclines on pins.
Or stuck forever in plaster