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Swell, Move, Circle, Slow & Vanish - selected paintings 2018-2019

Festival of Choices, MA Sandberg Institute graduation group show, Zone2Source, Het Glazen Huis, Amsterdam, 2019

you from

the beginning of time.

the one whose body

is a magnificent

instrument of story.

- Leanne Betasamosake Simpson, Islands of Decolonial Love, 2015

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oil on canvas

55x45cm, 2019

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oil on canvas

38x33cm, 2019

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oil on canvas

39x33cm, 2019

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Then there was the garden and the canopy of the current leaves which seemed to enclose everything; flowers, burning like sparks upon the depths of green; a rat wreathing with maggots under a rhubarb leaf; the fly going buzz, buzz, buzz upon the nursery ceiling, and plates upon plates of innocent bread and butter.  All these things happen in one second and last forever. 

- Virginia Wolf, The Waves, 1931

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oil on canvas

38x33cm, 2019

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oil on canvas

118x102cm, 2019

And when we walk on the heather, when we strike the insects away, when we cook for each other, we love and kill instantaneously. We live this life teeming and abundant with different temporal beings all wrapped and wriggling within its frame. When we deeply acknowledge this there’s no going back. We take the lid off our world and open up to an even bigger one. Our minds swarm with doing. But really we are being. We are transient and overlapping. We are zoomed in to our infinitesimal place in some sort of time. We swell, move, circle, slow and vanish.

Amy Winstanley, An Intimate Universe, 2019

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Swell, Circle, Slow and Vanish

oil on canvas

156x136cm, 2019

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