My practice has spent three decades returning to one central question: what does it mean to be present, to be seen, and to disappear?
It began with my early video installation, 100 filmed portraits in which people were left alone with the camera. Over time, the performance of being watched fell away, revealing that quiet threshold where someone stops presenting and turns inward.
Through short films and documentaries, I've followed lives shaped by trauma, addiction, psychosis, and identity, drawn to experiences that sit at the edges of visibility. Again and again, I return to the distance between inner life and outward recognition.
In my current paintings, that exploration takes the form of partially erased or whitewashed figures, bodies that remain yet lose their defining features. This speaks to displacement, conflict, and the ways individuals become faceless within mass narratives of suffering. The partially erased figure asks what remains, who is remembered, who is witnessed, and who disappears.
Across video, film, and painting, my work is ultimately concerned with the fragile act of witnessing, our need to be seen, our capacity to look away, and what it means to remain present in the face of another human life.

We watched in silence
2026
Acylics on canvas
149 cm × 200 cm
£5,500

Untitled
2026
Acylics on canvas
122 cm × 122 cm
£4,500

They came for the trees
2026
Acrylics on canvas
152 cm x 180 cm
£5,500

Untitled
2026
Acrylics and Pastel and on Paper
59.5 × 79 cm
£2,500. (Unframed)

Untitled
2026
Acrylics and Pastel and on Canvas
150 × 260 cm
£7,500

The Morning of May 24
2026
Acrylics and Pastel and on Paper
Sold

Untitled
2026
Acrylics and Pastel and on Paper
Dyptich
£5500

The Shelter
2026
Acrylics and Pastel and on Paper
101 × 81 cm
£800

Untitled
2026
Acrylics and Pastel and on Paper
81 × 101 cm
£800

Diaspora
2026
Acrylics and Pastel and on Paper
101 × 81 cm
£1,800
Self Portraits
These paintings explore the mind's fragility through stacks of memories, experiences, and perceptions that don't always hold. Each tower is a psychological structure, a self assembled from fragments, some clear and anchored, others slippery or unreachable.
Forms slip in and out of focus. Edges dissolve, foundations waver. Some stand firm, others tilt, as if a shift in perception might bring everything down.
They echo my ongoing interest in presence and absence. Here, that threshold exists within the mind itself. the moment a person is bodily here but mentally elsewhere. The piles become portraits without bodies, attempts to make visible the shifting boundary between being and not.


