In this series of work, the fluid motion of water is stilled by the camera lens and overlaid with the written word.  My use of text arises from an internal dialogue I have with water. What would water say if it had the agency of a voice? What memory

In this series of work, the fluid motion of water is stilled by the camera lens and overlaid with the written word.

My use of text arises from an internal dialogue I have with water. What would water say if it had the agency of a voice? What memory and stories does it hold? How can it help me empathise with the more-than-human world in ways outside my own human perspective?

The Water Diaries will be published in a physical form as an artist book.

These works are available separately, numbered edition of six, variable sizes, dye sublimation prints on brushed Aluminium.

 we are all bodies of water

we are all bodies of water

 we held you in the womb

we held you in the womb

 who holds dominion

who holds dominion

 rewonder

rewonder

 holy water

holy water

 what is the cost of living

what is the cost of living

deep end
deep end
 through the eyes of an octopus

through the eyes of an octopus

 you chart our location you pen our lore

you chart our location you pen our lore

 you suck me into your coma

you suck me into your coma

 curious mercurial moments

curious mercurial moments

 trans form

trans form

 the lapping tides kiss goodnight

the lapping tides kiss goodnight

 on reflection

on reflection

 you hold a fountain inside

you hold a fountain inside

 right as rain

right as rain

 drowning in my passivity

drowning in my passivity

 you’ll never contain me in such a small pond

you’ll never contain me in such a small pond

 dissolve into the mothering

dissolve into the mothering

 disturb your calm

disturb your calm

 mirror pools

mirror pools

 thinking from the inside out

thinking from the inside out

 dream another ocean dream

dream another ocean dream

 patterns of chance and inevitability

patterns of chance and inevitability

 your boundless open sea inside

your boundless open sea inside

 we are you you are us

we are you you are us

 we are them they are us

we are them they are us

 In this series of work, the fluid motion of water is stilled by the camera lens and overlaid with the written word.  My use of text arises from an internal dialogue I have with water. What would water say if it had the agency of a voice? What memory
 we are all bodies of water
 we held you in the womb
 who holds dominion
 rewonder
 holy water
 what is the cost of living
deep end
 through the eyes of an octopus
 you chart our location you pen our lore
 you suck me into your coma
 curious mercurial moments
 trans form
 the lapping tides kiss goodnight
 on reflection
 you hold a fountain inside
 right as rain
 drowning in my passivity
 you’ll never contain me in such a small pond
 dissolve into the mothering
 disturb your calm
 mirror pools
 thinking from the inside out
 dream another ocean dream
 patterns of chance and inevitability
 your boundless open sea inside
 we are you you are us
 we are them they are us

In this series of work, the fluid motion of water is stilled by the camera lens and overlaid with the written word.

My use of text arises from an internal dialogue I have with water. What would water say if it had the agency of a voice? What memory and stories does it hold? How can it help me empathise with the more-than-human world in ways outside my own human perspective?

The Water Diaries will be published in a physical form as an artist book.

These works are available separately, numbered edition of six, variable sizes, dye sublimation prints on brushed Aluminium.

we are all bodies of water

we held you in the womb

who holds dominion

rewonder

holy water

what is the cost of living

deep end

through the eyes of an octopus

you chart our location you pen our lore

you suck me into your coma

curious mercurial moments

trans form

the lapping tides kiss goodnight

on reflection

you hold a fountain inside

right as rain

drowning in my passivity

you’ll never contain me in such a small pond

dissolve into the mothering

disturb your calm

mirror pools

thinking from the inside out

dream another ocean dream

patterns of chance and inevitability

your boundless open sea inside

we are you you are us

we are them they are us

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