Through the exploration of absence and presence, my images strive to reveal the impact of a body in a space and, perhaps more significantly, the seeming ‘emptiness’ when that figure is lost. I have always taken a greater interest in the human form over specific faces – the lack of identity shifts the focus onto the shape, light and texture of the image rather than a depiction of an individual. The small corner that these images revolve around is stark and confined, I wanted the images to emphasise these boundaries: the figures that fill the space seem restricted within their frames.

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BED. POEM AND ILLUSTRATION BY HECTOR MACDONALD.

MOVE US DEEPER. FOLLOW THE FLOOR
TO A GLISTENING PALACE WHERE
FEELING SEEMS LIKE BEAUTY
HERE WE’LL HOVER A WHILE
IMMERSED IN HOPES LAVISH WALLS
STREAMS OFF YANKING STRINGS BEGIN
TO DIM TO MURMERS AND ONLY
SHADOWS SECRET SILENCE
REMAIN TO TICKLE THE MEMORY
REMINDING ME OR YOU HOW DELICATE THESE WALLS ARE
HOW A MOMENT OR WHISPER MIGHT SUDDENLY FLEX, BLOW AND SNATCH THEM
INTO SCUTTLING AIR.

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