From the Artist…
‘The Bed (Reclaimed) becomes a space that I have confronted, rewritten, and reinhabited. A space that negotiates between vulnerability and agency. Every mark sits within conversation with the past: the soft, bruised hues; the abrupt lines; the drips that refuse to behave. They echo how memory lives in the body, how it surges and recedes, how it stains and softens over time.
The stretched bed sheet isn’t just a metaphor—it’s the material truth embedded in the work. The bed becomes a place that I have rebuilt, rewoven, reframed. A place that holds history but isn’t letting history have the last word. The Bed (Reclaimed) holds the tension between harm and healing, between what was taken and what I have reclaimed. It is an act of courage disguised as colour: a reminder that even the most painful landscapes can be transformed into something that belongs to us again.’
From the Artist…
‘The Bed (Reclaimed) becomes a space that I have confronted, rewritten, and reinhabited. A space that negotiates between vulnerability and agency. Every mark sits within conversation with the past: the soft, bruised hues; the abrupt lines; the drips that refuse to behave. They echo how memory lives in the body, how it surges and recedes, how it stains and softens over time.
The stretched bed sheet isn’t just a metaphor—it’s the material truth embedded in the work. The bed becomes a place that I have rebuilt, rewoven, reframed. A place that holds history but isn’t letting history have the last word. The Bed (Reclaimed) holds the tension between harm and healing, between what was taken and what I have reclaimed. It is an act of courage disguised as colour: a reminder that even the most painful landscapes can be transformed into something that belongs to us again.’
The Bed (Reclaimed), Acrylic, Oil and Spray paint on stretched bed sheet over hand-built frame, 74 x 53 in. (2025)
