On becoming lost
Something that is vital to my existence, and it’s often very misunderstood, is being...
Identity is something we hold very dear. Its a human element that is based on perception so it is ultimately flawed. One of the most important points that I take away from religious history is that all humans are fallen and to embrace this means we understand how we fit into this world.
This works set out to strip the individuals of their perceived identity and bring them back to a raw preformatted state, where they could be free to rediscover who they really are without imposition.
If I’ve learnt anything over the past two years, it would have to be that you aren’t your bank balance or your oversized hungry house. Reality is found within the catastrophe of tranquility.
Initially this series was an exercise in dealing with individuals and ego, whilst providing assets to work on over the winter time that I predicted would be quiet and without incident.
When I began to work with linked family members the idea expanded itself, without encouragement, morphing into it’s own form.
Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander viewers are advised that this gallery does contain images and voices of people who have died.