If I think like a tree, breathe like a mountain, dream like a lake, will the world change, if just for a second?

I am a traditionally trained glassblower but I do art. I have been studying traditional glass techniques in Kosta and on Bornholm and have my MA from The Royal College of Art in London.

My predominant medium is glass, and I think, feel and sometimes breathe “through” it. During the evolution of my artistic practise the patterns I use, have become a reckoning with the past. They are like my outer delicate and fragile skin. Changing as I embody new understandings and meanings. To some extent they Illustrate and visualise both the experience, the longing, the transience and the change within. All on the border of recollection.

I have worked out a method to alter personal drawings and imagery digitally, print them out on a plotter and then mount the vinyl to a fine mesh mounted on screen-printing frames. I then sift powdered glass colours through the mesh. After firing the outcome, is a 3 mm thin sheet of glass. It has a surface texture that resembles fabric but still holds the properties and intrinsic qualities of glass.

I experiment with colour, shape, form, intrinsic qualities, extrinsic, plasticity, density, fragility. I have lifted the paper-glass from the blown vessels and let them become the bearing structure of the artwork. I am constantly testing, melting, erasing, stripping, ripping, tearing, the material in the search for its essence.