Shown at 'Ghost Changing Room' full details here:

Scrofula I (2018). Marbled latex, silk chiffon, red cotton thread. 1.5 x 3m. Shown above and below at 'Death and life are squeezed onto each other and time spills' with Linda Stupart and Javier Marquerie Thomas, at Yaby, Madrid, full details here:

                 This work is not bound to one format. Sometimes it is

  on a steel frame, sometimes it is on a wall, sometimes

I am wearing it. The red bow is a later addition, which is

    why it is only in one image, I think that will

     stay. I actually wore this for the performance 

      The Way I Feel it Slipping All Over Me,

       (at Art Monaco and later at Cubitt) a piece of work in a                 totally different project related to oceanic bodies,

which just goes to show that everything spills into everything else



    You are what you eat 

    She masticated nothing 


    Workshop 1

    Workshop 2


    What is consuming you 

    Scrofula I 

    Scrofula II 

The silence of the organs 

    Overnight relief 

    Pseudomelanosis Coli

    Nerve Storms

Oceanic Feeling

    The way I feel it slipping all over me 

    How deep is your love 

    Shell toes 

Significant Others

    Letters to Arm 

    Mirror Mirror 


    It has to be baby plum 

    Trying Hard to Think Pure 


Food is a convenient metaphor for existence 

    Ribolitta I 

    Ribolitta II 

    Cheese of the soul 

    Death becomes her 

Hands and desire 

    Pearly queen 


    Archive visit to Bath Fashion Museum 

Salvage Accumulation 


    Lick My legs: The Talking Cure 

    Teratoma: mesoderm


Bitter Tears 

    Lounge Lizard

    I Scream for Ice Cream 

    Every time you vent your spleen