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I grew up with a strong make do and mend ethic. My mother, a retired craft-teacher, could create beauty from a piece of string and a song. So, it seems only natural that I have always preferred to create artwork out of everything that man (and nature!) discards.
I find my material washed up on beaches, in fields and lanes, skips, amenity sites - you name it! My jewellery is sometimes complemented with elements bought in charity shops.
But no piece of art should be seen at just one level. So, while my work is most definitely a commentary on the soon-to-be former glory of a beautiful world that our very presence is about to destroy through our collective ignorance, carelessness, selfishness and greed, on the other hand, I cannot help but see the poetry in (seemingly) dead or unloved things.
To say it with the German poet Joseph von Eichendorff:
A song lies slumbering in all things / Which are dreaming on and on / and the world begins to sing / if you but find the magic word.
Schläft ein Lied in allen Dingen / die dort träumen, fort und fort / und die Welt hebt an zu singen / weißt du nur das Zauberwort.