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Underground and stored in vaults, reels of film sit quietly, hidden from view. Objects full of imagination; scenes of cities, people, ideas and visions patiently wait to breathe again. History on top of each other whilst silence fills the archive. 

Suddenly they move and dance once more.


'Archive' comes from an ongoing body of work, looking at cinemas and theatres, places of imagination and magic; a place of escape. Looking at the parts, nooks and crannies kept from view, the series looks at the ordinariness of these spaces - its conditions and environments. 

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Influenced by the notion of laws of attraction, that like energy attracts like energy; that we are responsible only for ourselves and there is no right and wrong, should or should not's - only our own individual truth, led me into the area of fact and fiction or, more specifically, the idea that there is neither fact nor fiction, but a place that hovers wonderfully somewhere in-between.  This place which exists imagination, creative thought and a manifestation of pure energy. 
'Show Me...' attempts to to explore this idea, taking two points, be it fact/fiction, arrival/departure, real/unreal in its simplest form (in this case, two images with no obvious signs of place or identity) and to switch and flicker between the two quickly.  The result is an illusion of something, an 'image' that hovers somewhere between, a manifestation of two points.  A fleeting, almost accidental moment.  The idea of fact/fiction and it's possible non-existence has occurred previously in my work and in some on-going projects.  The spaces of cinema and theatre; the arena of imagination and wonder that exists physically and mentally. 
The trees that sit on our streets and parks are, of course, 'real' - we can touch and observe their colour and share similar thoughts and experiences but essentially their touch and texture is one reality for me, another for you. 

The images used we taken in in the space surrounding an airport terminal, a non-place of transience; of arriving and departing.  A space that lingers in-between two different states.


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This video portrays the sea, shot from the back of the ferry as water gushes out from the engines. As waves and foam collide together, the ships trail leaves a temporary footprint, indicating the presence of humans' movment through nature.

Taking Turners Sea paintings as inspiration, Drum Bun (Romanian for good journey) look at humans impression on the last wilderness of nature, the sea. Turner's Sea paintings depict nature and the sea as a beautiful, raging and implacable monster; aggressive yet sublime, allowing us to ride its surface but allowing for no lasting impression to be left. But now, in the grip of climate change and the changes occurring within our environment, it is mans footprint that is being left;  our insistence on constant travel has taken its toil on our land and seas. 

Zoomed in with no discernable horizon or point of reference, the texture of the sea points to Turners use of brushstroke, swirling with movement; incandescant in colour and threatening any human interference.<br><img src='http://www.artq.net/artImages/18/ZJCT542163602529458.JPG'><br>]]></description></item></channel></rss>