Umbria, ombra: the acute breach between the sun’s glare and the shade’s mercy – negotiating less or more of each drives the paths of us warm-blooded things. I made a photographic piece ‘Sunshadebathing’ in the environs of the Castle in which I wore a half-black...
By the time the stars aligned for me to come to Civitella (two years after being invited), the narrative nonfiction project I’d planned to work on had gone kaput. What, then, to do with these six unfettered weeks? Take a leap, I decided: experiment with fiction after...
The month long residency in Civitella provided a physical and mental space where I could work/dream on a major video theatre project and some paintings in an on going series based on myths. The nature of the silence and light in Civitella seemed to have a special...
