Some Art Thoughts...
The idea of belonging – that is, of knowing our place in the world, and understanding how one is expected to behave in a given space – has always fascinated me. We go through our lives, most of us participating in the belief that how we should act is often more important than how we want to act, and as such the small, daily fears of living – those qualities which drive the majority of human experience - are pushed aside. In their place, we instead choose to present ourselves as something else entirely: in control of our lives and masters of how the world perceives us.
In this age of ever-present digital connectivity, where the need for self-reflection is increasingly devalued, the upkeep of this strange arrangement is disturbingly paramount. But there are moments when it fails, where the sheen we have stitched together is undone, and a truer version of ourselves is revealed. My work, then, is an investigation of this intersection between composure and its failure – those brief instances where, despite our best efforts, we react to the pressures of our environments without filter, and our interior is suddenly laid bare for all to see: raw, helpless, and beautiful.