Carys and Lois visit the Degree Show

Carys and Lois (my goddaughters) visited the degree show last week just before it closed. I managed to capture some shots of them playing about beside the prints, which of course feature both of them in ultrasound form. Here they are...

Degree Show...

Individual Prints

The final prints photographed individually...

(all prints are for sale)

Degree Show 2012

Here are some pictures of my degree show....

Please excuse the questionable camera work, my camera chose this pretty crucial period of its life to break slightly. If anyone knows how to fix the alignment on an SLR, feel free to let me know.

"Birthing Hips"

First of all, an inspirational quote I heard yesterday:

"Fifteen and no husband? You must put those birthing hips to good use at once, lest your womb shrivel up and die."

Barnabas Collins, Tim Burton's Dark Shadows



I will be uploading photos of final pieces etc after the Degree Show opens, by the way. Watch this space. 

Scan badges

Badges with the twins' scan arrived today. This scan is the one featured on all my final pieces. Just a little something extra to have on offer at the degree show. 

Love them, and I've had one on all day! 

Wee chick prints.

Since it's getting to the end of art school, I'm making the most of the printing facilities while I still can and have been doing these wee prints of my chicks on wood. Some of them are painted pale grey, which I quite like as it seems to bring out the scan really well.

Hammer time...

Packing final pieces for the degree show...covered in paint, and attempting to remove a massive nail with a shit hammer. Enjoy...

March 2012 - Degree Show Prep...

Oh look! It's Life-Size Laura! (Crappy print out for size referencing.)

"I love my murderer"

'You teach me now how cruel you've been—cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they'll blight you—they'll damn you. You loved me—then what right had you to leave me? What right—answer me—for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart—you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you—oh, God! would you like to live with your soul in the grave?'

'Let me alone. Let me alone,' sobbed Catherine. 'If I’ve done wrong, I'm dying for it. It is enough! You left me too: but I won't upbraid you! I forgive you. Forgive me!'

'It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,' he answered. 'Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I?'

This Is What I Am For.

This Is What I Am For is a series of small photographs of women holding a blown up ultrasound scan. At the moment it is still very much in the planning, trial and error stage, but some of the pictures I'm using are here. The final ones will be in a small book with captions under them. The captions are thoughts about child-bearing and what it means to be a woman. Here are some examples...

I can combine him and myself.

This is what I am for.

I can support life.