These are my latest works to date. I'm drawn to the body in all its gestures and contortions when under duress or during stillness. Its grace and unconscious beauty even when the form itself is not conventionally beautiful. The body seems innocent somehow, unlike the face with all its artifice and expression....closer to the animal in us and our pure state of being. What is it about our mind that creates 'them' when we are so clearly 'one'? Why do we see 'difference' so easily and before we feel 'sameness'? Is it fear? And yet when you look without qualification, even the old, the ugly, the foreign and the neighbour, seem perfect as they are......
