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...And so Man created God in his own image… or is it the other way round? Geneviv 06.18
'I am that Prickly Rose'
'I am that prickly rose' a porcelain floating, mobile sculpture. It's about fragility, resilience, strength, softness and beauty. Using the roses and wild flowers from my garden, I dipped the heads and stalks in liquid porcelain and copper then fired. ...
We Fell In Love
'We Fell in Love' is both deceptive in title and delivery.  The viewer believes  'oh, not yet another mindful, meditative boring video of water and reflections without the transcendental soporific music’ but instead is led down a rather blind alley.  The narrative in conjunction with the 6 video screens is an exploration of how to tell a story by breaking the given and accepted formula of film, inspiring the viewer and creating a new format for story telling.  There are two frames. Each frame containing the 3 television screens have been edited so that each screen sho...
We Fell in Love - audio
Listen to how 'We Fell In Love'.


Jealousy
JEALOUSY “The most destructive of passions—it is a leading cause of homicide—and the least studied, it is, like all emotions, born of necessity, with roots deep in our evolutionary past. Its purpose: to help maintain intimate relationships...” Psychology Today "The paradox of jealousy is that we all want some of it," says Stosny. It's a measure of commitment. "In small doses it's an expression of caring. Jealousy is like a way of testing whether it's safe to invest more emotion. It's safe when a person cares enough to be uncomfortable. Jealousy is a fear of losing something you p...
'Burn a Jelus Tho't'
A collapsable booth creating an intimate and private space By taking a scroll, focusing on a jealous thought and burning it, it aims to be a thought provoking, symbolic, proactive statement. All made from porcelain a miniature porcelain version of 'Burn a Jelus Tho't' which includes the scrolls and candles. No longer young, pretty and pert drooping, inflating, unravelling in places I never knew existed feeling feelings I never felt before I was becoming old and invisible jealous of all the beautiful youth that crossed my path I saw the lust in his eyes…...