I'm Very Fortunate To Be

I Knew The Tree When It Grew, And The Tree Is Now Gone. The Farmers Cut It Up, And It's Become Firewood. And There's This Tremendous Sense Of Absence And Shock And Violence Attendant To That Collapsing Tree.

The Photography Is Not The Aim Of The Work; The Articulation Of The Work Through Photography Is Another Way Of Understanding What's Going On And What's Happening Outside.

Looking, Touching, Material, Place And Form Are All Inseparable From The Resulting Work. It Is Difficult To Say Where One Stops And Another Begins. The Energy And Space Around A Material Are As Important As The Energy And Space Within. The Weather--rain, Sun, Snow, Hail, Mist, Calm--is That External Space Made Visible. When I Touch A Rock, I Am Touching And Working The Space Around It. It Is Not Independent Of Its Surroundings, And The Way It Sits Tells How It Came To Be There.

I Think I Have Been Fashioned By The Fickle Weather Of Britain That It Is - It's Forever Changing. There's No Kind Of Constant Sun Or Dry Weather Or Freezing Weather, And I'm Always Having To Change And Adapt To That.

I'm Not A Performer, In That I Don't Like The Public, But I Work In That Respect.