My reference to the Hokey Cokey, an old campfire song, seems appropriate this month – a light-touch-alert to the revolving door of my position on Instagram. I can experience being in, then out, of a shadow-ban within a few days. This is pretty wild. It has now even happened twice with the same post –…

I made Conversations with my mother between 2012 – 2015, and the artist book in 2016. Now, several years later, I’m still talking about it. In fact, I feel like I’ve barely got going. The work was slow. Slow to make, slow to share, slow to be noticed. I fretted about this. I’d thought I…

It’s funny how time passing makes you feel more of an expert. It’s been ten years since I started stitching into the image, working with rough materials within reach to sew into photographs of me and my mother, trying to sew us together in thought and deed after she had died. It was this very…

As a teenager I used to make a lot of my own clothes, going to jumble sales and bringing home sacks of dresses, chopping them up to make something new. It is how I learned to use a needle. But it was with Conversations with my mother I began to stitch into the photographs… it…

I am excited to be part of the partnership between Magnum and The Photographers’ Gallery where you can buy a print of this piece of work for £100 until 23rd October, as part of their Square Print Sale. The piece is 6 x 6 “, signed, and printed on Fuji Crystal Archive Matte paper. Details…

I got asked recently on Instagram about how I make my self-portraits. There are some technicalities, which have relied on me using a series of props to focus on, along with knotted string stretching between camera and backdrop. It means I can make a fairly good assessment of focus looking through at the knots and…

I have been asked often – since the pandemic – did I make this mask featured here because of Covid Times? It is a good question because the answer is no, I made it in 2015 as part of my early investigations into armour. It’s made of tracing paper – I can’t believe it’s still…

There has been another faff this week about Instagram and algorithms and alternatives. It just consolidates for me what I don’t like about it. Being at the whim of someone else’s strategy….Being the product. I don’t like it. I’ve been toying with doing this more regularly for ages. I love the connections I have made…