A piece I did for the University of Surrey's political magazine Incite for Islamophobia Awareness Month 2020 - though a lot about going on the tube and needing to look content and busy and open and friendly for each journey I made.
Check out their Dec 2020 issue here! // DEC2020 |
Some commissioned work for a client's sci-fi fantasy writing project (and a little text to match it for fun)
"Your results will be inconclusive," he says, voice scratchy with disuse, "there is nothing and no-one like me. You cannot compare me to anything you've come across - no mutant, no changeling, none of them. and until you replicate the circumstances surrounding my change to the minutiae, stay steadfastly climbing the chain of events that led to this," he pauses, tilting his head as if listening to some quiet words whispered against the shell of his ear, "hybridization - you won't have a clue what the hell you're dealing with." // AUG2020 |
An interpretation of Miguel Carbonell Selva's Death of Sappho, 1881 I did to practice painterly techniques. Below is this particular quote from Sappho's fragments that really stuck with me:
"unknown, inglorious, 'mid the dim shades that wander there shalt thou flit forth and haunt the filmy air" The piece is left unfinished, deconstructed, to appreciate its origins: building up from something unknown, simple space, to something deeper and defined. // SEP2019 |
Ovid is fairly adamant in his Metamorphoses that Icarus fell victim to his own ambition (sic, pride) and drowned in the Icarian sea, buried on the island of Icaria.
I imagine for a moment that he did not die. That his father saved him and the boy was not crushed beneath the waves between Samos, Delos, Paros. That he survived and told the world, no. He would not fall again, It would make a nicer story. // JAN2020 |