A young woman crouches with her hands protectively over her head and back. Red, paper planes fire down on her.
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The Albatross Series

Back in 2017, I began struggling with my mental health. A lot of things happened in my personal and professional life in the years before but I chose to push through instead of reach out for help. Consequently, one day I broke. The Albatross project came out of my counselling sessions. My counsellor was amazing… Continue reading The Albatross Series

Woman sits on floor with her back facing. there are two larges holes in her back.
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Wounded

Even the largest of wounds can heal. In time you will be whole again. Construction: Nikon D700, 50mm, f, 1/80, ISO 500. The floor was created out of a laminate floor palette arrange on my bedroom carpet. For the hole I used a broken vase and the warp tool in Photoshop to get the shapes… Continue reading Wounded

A woman sits crossed legged facing the camera. She has her hands on her ears and is screaming. Screws fly outwards from her body.
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Screw loose

I thought I was crazy. My mind didn't work in the way it always had. Instead of firing quickly, it had almost ground to a halt. Cerebral thought was like walking through treacle. Everything was foggy, a record stuck on a scratch, a computer powering down. The most basic of tasks required my full attention, making a cup of tea, driving. I couldn't make a decision, closed questions only please and I couldn't always answer those. I was a computer which didn't compute.

But below this robotic exterior, something was screaming with all its might. I couldn't heat it, but I could feel it. It was small and far away, but it was powerful.