I write with clay, exploring relationships with landscape.

Our earliest records were inscribed clay tablets, and I sense a continuity in using clay as a medium for script.  I like the shapes and shadows created by 3 dimensional slip-trailed text, raised above a background. 
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Stories held in familiar landscapes help to anchor us in turbulent times, linking the past with hopes for the future.  My investigations have broadened from a solely personal experience.  
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Shadows move with the light, echoing our hazy, shifting memories of experiences.  I have written with earthenware slip and more recently with porcelain to add a translucency.
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Residencies have provided opportunities to encompass external perspectives.
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The work employs my own words, as well as extracts of classical and contemporary poetry, such as Sheers’ verse ‘There are places that speak, Telling the stories of us and them…’

I have often wondered where the mudlarks and beachcombers of the future will find pieces of my scripts - possibly wrapped around vessels or embedded in stones like fossils?

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