The bottle symbolises the mind, holding emotions, thoughts, and experiences. The spilling lights represent released emotions, possibly overwhelming and chaotic, finally being realised after being contained for so long, contrasting with the dark surroundings.
This is my wintering. It is a self portrait in a photo studio with a single light. My usual style is far more fantastical, yet with the launch of AI images there is such a plethora of fantastical images and videos online that I have felt overwhelmed. For me, this has lead to me shut down; yet also appreciate simple styles and techniques. Wintering is resting before new growth. Death and rebirth.
There's this feeling of complete and utter desolation when you hit a low mental point in your life. I wanted to replicate that feeling of sinking, of feeling alone, through the use of photography. It's a photograph of nothing, in a way – because it's that bleak numbness that suffocates you.
Inspired by Edward Honaker and his series on depression this image was created in response to the ever growing "importance" of social media. Being connected is in fact creating a complete disconnect. This emersion into the online doesn't come without its price; we are now seeing the evolution of Social Media Anxiety.
This piece “Social Media Anxiety” explores the idea of creating an online persona and it’s need to generate likes and follows to feel worthy. Some people suffering from Social Media Anxiety may not even see their offline self as relevant, believing their online version is a better or truer self.
In the past few years I've been creating nature related artworks and this piece is one of my favourites. Just like many others, I've been dealing with depression for years and drawing and painting is something I turn to where I can creatively express myself and find tranquillity. This piece is called Poppy and it's a reminder that on our darkest days we can survive the rain but use it to grow.
"Lonely Mountains" - Acrylic on Panel.
Never before have we been so isolated. The people we love are right in front of us on our screens, but still out of reach. Its juxtaposition is cruel.
A light shines in the distance.
I am here. I am lonely and afraid.
And the Earth keeps turning.