Bog Cypress, Autumn, Castlemaine
Archival pigment print on 310gsm Canson Photo Rag paper
Edition: 5
Print: 1200x800mm
Archivally float mounted and box framed in Black or Blackwood stain with a natural wax finish and clear acrylic.
Free shipping Australia wide.
Throughout the series Momento Mori, I’ve been experimenting with photographic forms and techniques to create images that are sensual and nuanced, at once familiar and alien, sitting somewhere at the periphery of observable reality. Part vision, part memory, part imagination.
They seek to celebrate the triumph of stoic endurance and survival of the natural world in the face of climate change and human interventions, seeking to control and exploit natural resources leaving the landscape scared, excoriated and barren. While fragile, these trees are tough old bastards holding firm against the odds.
Most people trust a photograph as a contemporary document. I use multiple exposure and other analogue and digital techniques to create a universe that runs parallel to, but ultimately departs from our own, existing in the ambiguous realm between real life and make-believe. My intention is to provoke a questioning or uncertainty about the nature of fiction in the viewer.
These images inhabit the liminal boundaries between the solid and fluid motion of dreams. Tantalisingly close and substantial yet ambiguous and slightly beyond our temporal grasp. They remain elusive, vague; ethereal spectres on the horizon.
Archival pigment print on 310gsm Canson Photo Rag paper
Edition: 5
Print: 1200x800mm
Archivally float mounted and box framed in Black or Blackwood stain with a natural wax finish and clear acrylic.
Free shipping Australia wide.
Throughout the series Momento Mori, I’ve been experimenting with photographic forms and techniques to create images that are sensual and nuanced, at once familiar and alien, sitting somewhere at the periphery of observable reality. Part vision, part memory, part imagination.
They seek to celebrate the triumph of stoic endurance and survival of the natural world in the face of climate change and human interventions, seeking to control and exploit natural resources leaving the landscape scared, excoriated and barren. While fragile, these trees are tough old bastards holding firm against the odds.
Most people trust a photograph as a contemporary document. I use multiple exposure and other analogue and digital techniques to create a universe that runs parallel to, but ultimately departs from our own, existing in the ambiguous realm between real life and make-believe. My intention is to provoke a questioning or uncertainty about the nature of fiction in the viewer.
These images inhabit the liminal boundaries between the solid and fluid motion of dreams. Tantalisingly close and substantial yet ambiguous and slightly beyond our temporal grasp. They remain elusive, vague; ethereal spectres on the horizon.
Archival pigment print on 310gsm Canson Photo Rag paper
Edition: 5
Print: 1200x800mm
Archivally float mounted and box framed in Black or Blackwood stain with a natural wax finish and clear acrylic.
Free shipping Australia wide.
Throughout the series Momento Mori, I’ve been experimenting with photographic forms and techniques to create images that are sensual and nuanced, at once familiar and alien, sitting somewhere at the periphery of observable reality. Part vision, part memory, part imagination.
They seek to celebrate the triumph of stoic endurance and survival of the natural world in the face of climate change and human interventions, seeking to control and exploit natural resources leaving the landscape scared, excoriated and barren. While fragile, these trees are tough old bastards holding firm against the odds.
Most people trust a photograph as a contemporary document. I use multiple exposure and other analogue and digital techniques to create a universe that runs parallel to, but ultimately departs from our own, existing in the ambiguous realm between real life and make-believe. My intention is to provoke a questioning or uncertainty about the nature of fiction in the viewer.
These images inhabit the liminal boundaries between the solid and fluid motion of dreams. Tantalisingly close and substantial yet ambiguous and slightly beyond our temporal grasp. They remain elusive, vague; ethereal spectres on the horizon.