Current Work


This room has a gentle, dreamlike feel and the bed sits within in a giant sculpted snow cloud. The room is lit with intermittently changing soft spotlights that slowly circle the room and create a sense of movement akin to drifting clouds.

The title was inspired by a line from a poem I learned at school from Wordsworth ‘I wandered lonely as a cloud.’ I love the idea that the material represents some kind of cyclical journey in that the sculpture has been formed from the cloud it once fell from.