A series about fear, how it can hold us, mould us and also galvanise us. It is bout living life and embracing change, movement, brightness; that we can survive and thrive when we open ourselves to our fears.
I first visited the magical Challacombe Woods, Exmoor in 2012 and shortly afterwards created a “dwelling place” installation from 4 enlarged black and white photographs of the woods and a painting of deep space. My visit was in bright sunshine, yet I always wondered what fearful, magical things may have occurred there at the gloaming, as the day closes into night; when the moonlight shimmers and dances on leaves and boughs.movement across moonlit woodlands .
A poem accompanies this series: I AM NOT AFRAID OF THE DARK
I Am Not Afraid Of The Dark / It is full of remembered symmetries that have slid through smooth spaces, over fallen rocks & buoyed on tidal races
I Am Not Afraid Of The Dark / It echoes with the murky depths of life, whose battles for survival are mingled in the dirt trodden by multiples 
I Am Not Afraid Of The Dark / Infinite possibilities emerge as startling realisations of future opportunities whose radiance shines bright with the light of living