Exhibition at Tacit Gallery June 2025
Inside…Outside
Images and words tumble in a drum of fabrication and buffoonery.
War zones zip through neural pathways cementing images of death and destruction.
Dead leaves crumple beneath tired trees in a parching autumn.
A network maze of obsolescence encages me.
These incessant murmurings score my vulnerability.
I feel as a child.
Shoes protect my feet but not my heart.
