Artist at the end of her tether
Artist at the end of her tether
December 2008 / Artist’s home
I wanted to photograph myself at a moment of exhausted discouragement.
December 2008 / Artist’s home
I wanted to photograph myself at a moment of exhausted discouragement.
November 2008 / Artist’s home
When I was 16, I stopped sleeping in my bed and began to spend my nights in a sleeping bag on the floor. It was one of those silent acts of rebellion by a non-confrontational person. It infuriated my mother; my best friend’s parents told her I must be a communist and she should be wary of me.
I used this episode from my youth to launch an exploration of sleep as an act of dissent, as one of a dwindling number of refuges from the imperatives of modern life.
Photo credits: John Davies, Pat Hulin.
December 2007 / Artist’s home
Digital photographs
During a bad patch, trying to ignore or rise above my low spirits, I had the urge to crawl into the cupboard under my sink and be contained in its small abject space. This urge seemed so shameful that it was some time before I allowed myself to act it out for the camera.
Photo credits: Tessa Katz, Caroline Halliday
January 2007 / Artist’s home
I was playing with ideas of the remote and the domestic, the sublime and the ridiculous. Scott of the kitchen sink.