I’ve been having a sort through some photographs this morning. I’m not sure what I’m after when I take a photograph but I know that somewhere down the line the right photograph will end up used my art eventually.
I fell in love with this one the moment I took it in Bath a few weeks ago. I’ve looked at it a few times since and now I feel able to break into it’s surface and do something special to it.
The manipulations and mutilations that I carry out are always done with meticulous care and reverence. This particular image speaks to me of delicate and gentle moves. Soft slices and graceful curves.