Artist as Rasputin — Me in Lockdown

Kitchen, lockdown, smoke detector in frame — not intentional, not unintentional. I was going for Rasputin and I think I got there.

Kitchen, lockdown, smoke detector in frame — not intentional, not unintentional. I was going for Rasputin and I think I got there.

A greetings card folded cleanly in four — “You are UNiQUE” split down the middle. This was the first time the question had a form, before it became anything else.

A found cat photograph (Lil Bub) printed in black and white, her eyes hand-coloured green, fixed to the sketchbook page with masking tape in a rough double border. I’m not sure what I was thinking, which is probably why I…

A quilted jacket on the pavement, black and crumpled against the railings — lost or left, it’s hard to say which. The daisies behind the railings are doing their own thing, entirely indifferent.

The same box, properly photographed — plain paper wrapping, string, white background. The studio version of a thing that had previously only existed on a worktop.

The solid cardboard cube in the studio, the light catching the flute at every edge and making it glow slightly, and appear penetrable.