Self Casting and Liminal Space
Casting my own body as a ritualistic form of unerstanding
Casting my own body as a ritualistic form of unerstanding
Working in homemade lye soap and its relevance surrounding the genocide of witches.
A Woman’s Place (semiotics of the domestic) became a celebration of a female presence among International artists to form dialogues and expand practices employing collaborative exchanges. The performance became an enduring display of women surrounded and embracing metal (iron) and object […]
A Woman’s Place was presented at The National Conference on Contemporary Cast Iron and Art at Sloss Furnaces, Birmingham, Alabama, US.
My studio is currently a hive of activity; a great relief after the cold weather making it difficult to work in there. One end is covered in piles of neatly, and some not so neatly, folded pillow cases. the piles […]
Something that kept sticking in my mind was nipples, it’s such a peculiar, comical word but is the correct word but when we think of the word nipple; does a female or male spring to mind? I’ve began casting my […]
What a day, long time getting here, but finally the two figures are cast! Absolutely, mentally exhausted by end of day, such a build up, and being in the eleventh hour for finishing in time for degree show has really […]
The Lead required to cast the two figures works out at 113Kg, unbelievable? At a cost of £50 per 25kg box, I had to buy an extra 25kg to cover any extra, and the slag that will come off the […]
Last Friday and yesterday I spend time with Jonathan Larkin-Hall, sculptor and furniture maker who is an expert in mould making. He spent 15 years working with Anthony Gormley on making moulds for casting. So I have to say, a […]
Danielle and I sparked up the furnace yesterday afternoon and melted the lead to take a cast from the dry plaster cast for my work Love Triangle. It did not turn out as I expected, however it has interesting properties […]
I’m back in the foundry; an environment I feel most at home in. I don’t know what it is about the foundry that I’m drawn to; the heat, the possibility of danger, the process, the fact that it is associated […]