“… I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
W.B.Yeats poem was the catalyst for my current vein of work, reflecting on memories distorted & reimagined, of a life lived, its joy and pain, frayed canvases & distorted limbs.
These images tap into my vulnerability and reflect on the emotions I felt, as I now reflect on my life through my art.