vessel
mild steel, Jesmonite and laboratory glass
diameter : 100mm height : 105mm
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vessel
mild steel, Jesmonite and recycled plastic
diameter : 100mm height : 105mm
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vessel
mild steel, Jesmonite, recycled steel and magnets
diameter : 100mm height : 105mm
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vessel - foraged bark, steel and brick fragment
diameter 90mm height 140mm
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vessel - foraged bark, steel and brick fragment
diameter 90mm height 220mm
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in response to the almost defunct steel industry in South Yorkshire
‘vessel’ - copper, enamel, brass, steel wire wool
100mm x 100mm height 115mm
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grafitti and mould / man and nature reclamation
inspired by graffiti found in the derelict Hepworth’s Factory (formerly Marshalls, Wraggs and Carblox works) which used to make refractory bricks. Situated near to where I live in the Loxley Valley, Sheffield
vessel - enamelled and patinated copper
diameter 110mm height 110mm
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vessel
height 225mm diameter 110mm
copper, enamel, brass
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vessel
height 200mm width 100mm
copper, enamel, brass
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Viscous Meniscus #1
sky blue and red enamel and copper
diameter 60mm height 70mm
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This is a ‘daisy chain sketch’ necklace
iron wire, enamel and neoprene
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daisy sketches in iron wire and enamel
pendents and earrings - iron wire, enamel, silver and neoprene
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if you would like to purchase pieces from the daisy collection
My interest in walking has not only taken me journeying through beautiful countryside, but drifting through the edgelands, the transitional, liminal areas of space to be found on the boundaries of country and city. These places feel transitionary. Scattered with decaying buildings which once had purpose, these places now wait for their next incarnation, not knowing when it will be. Fly-tippers have dumped undesirable goods from elsewhere to here, in the middle of the night. It feels ‘on the edge’, exciting, intriguing, full of narrative, fuel for the imagination. Nature seizes the opportunity to take the place back, plants growing around, over and through anything in its path.
On my arrival in Sheffield 30 years ago, the edgelands had penetrated deep into the core of this dying industrial city. Over the following years, I’ve observed this liminal space everchanging, as new developments are slowly pushing the edgeland back towards the edge again.
