Portiphillio

Receiving an email inviting me to take part in an exhibition was an unexpected joy. For many years I have existed on the periphery of creative communities. Taking the plunge three years ago with submitting a piece of work into a Queerfest exhibition in Norwich was my first tentative step into a community of artists…

So many things go unsaid, there are so many secrets, things that ‘never happened’, but traces remain in our memories of these events, situation, people and feelings. ‘I will tell you when I am ready to say’ Is an installation with a part performed element, recording and revealing fragmented memories from the 1980s, 1990s and…

Have you ever had the house to yourself, put on music a bit louder than you should and while no one is watching, danced. Feel It is a Video performance work about that private moment. The hidden (often internal and private) moments when we are truly ourselves experiencing joy. Queer joy is often something that…

Approximately 25 years ago I bought a hand held digital video camera. It was a piece of equipment that I thoroughly enjoyed using over a number of years, however with how technology advances it became obsolete rather too quickly for my liking. On looking at an old drive of photographs and videos, I found stills…

For years I have enjoyed walking, for many of the walks that I do, I carry my phone and take numerous photos, notably when I walk around the fields near where I live and on visits to the coast line in East Anglia. Recently, I was out on a walk with may partner, we opted…

Recent conversations have sparked a reflection on my practice that I had not given much previous consideration. While on a journey home from the Suffolk coast, I was stopping off in lay-bys and field entrances, parking, setting up a tripod and camera and taking photos for a series of ‘Wave’ Images that I have been…

Back in the first lockdown of 2020, during the Covid pandemic, I went out on almost daily walks. Each walk was a part of a routine that I hoped would support positive mental health, but also served as a means too collect photographic material of the landscape in my locality. Living in rural Mid Suffolk…

The old Dunwich winch huts sit unused, rotting, rusting quietly in the background of beach scenes. they have been there since well before my time and in my childhood visits to Dunwich beach were a constant backdrop to family days out. Two of these hits have had attention of late, having been turned into wind…

A series of printed map works started at the end of 2025, and completed in early 2026. Lost to the sea covers the East Anglian land mass, with each square mile charted on the maps being stamped on by an equal size blank rubber stamp, the greyed out area references its potential future loss due…

Following a recent conversation about the origins of a relative, maps were obtained that had specific personal relevance to my families settlement over a few generations. I was interested to look at the lay of the land around where people that I was related to lived and worked, and to place my own life in…