the golden yellow, receding green, summer sun turned rusty brown, cracked and holed, veins deepening, the buds appearing furry and dense, ready for February; so interesting this anticipation, winter doesn’t seem so bad.
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Contemporary artist making live performance, sound, video and digital artworks, with people and places. Often nature is involved. Parks and other urban green spaces and networks are at the centre of my current research interests beside a long term general interest in the meeting points between the human and non-human.
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