hrough a study of place, material and memory, this project attempts to describe that which exist outside of language. It is a song to the natural world and the nature of joy, a celebration of that which remains undescribed.
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Good Country
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Glider
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Glider
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Untitled Greek film
This yet to be titled project follows a somewhat ambiguous drive into the cretian mountains. It is a personal archive that, despit the fleeting nature of time, speaks for the importance of exploration.
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untitled WIP
A conversation between two mediums. Being both the camera and the clay, the maker and the archiver.
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I am an artist who has always worked with various mediums but rarely strayed far from photography and Film. For me, it has always been a natural meeting point, a place from which the artistic and commercial worlds appear to meet. Its appeal, in this sense, are its lack of reservations. How it can remain flexible yet, in the right hands, sit unjudgementally outside of class, education and nationality.
As for my work I have tried many times to describe it but I have often lacked the ability to correctly word it. What I have been left with is often not a concise description but a series of small fragments, moments where the words appear true to the project. Much of my work, somewhat ironically, is about finding ways to communicate that lack of transparency. How one takes an idea that is close to them and how it is then chosen to be displayed can often come at a personal cost to the idea. As though the innocence from which the idea came from were to turn cold. On show to the world it can begin to lack something of the joy it came to you in. So as to never have anything to lose I choose to let the idea, thought or sensation take over.
It is with the intent that my work serves the indescribable parts of life, the joys and troubles of growing older in a rapidly accelerating world, an honest account on what it means to live in an absurd environment.
hrough a study of place, material and memory, this project attempts to describe that which exist outside of language. It is a song to the natural world and the nature of joy, a celebration of that which remains undescribed.
This yet to be titled project follows a somewhat ambiguous drive into the cretian mountains. It is a personal archive that, despit the fleeting nature of time, speaks for the importance of exploration.