Optic Nerve - edition
Archival pigment print
Large size - Edition of 10
51” x 35” / 131 x 90 cm
Extra large size - Edition of 5
59” x 40” / 150 x 102 cm
Signed, dated and numbered by the artist
Ships rolled in a tube
This piece started with a shape that reminded me of the optic nerve—rooted, branching, delicate. I kept thinking about how we see not just with our eyes, but with everything we carry: memory, emotion, distortion.
At the centre, there’s a form that echoes something organic—almost like a mushroom or a seed head, suspended in motion. I wanted it to feel like a moment of recognition just before it slips away.
The arc of rainbow light came later. It wasn’t planned, but once it appeared, it became the bridge. A kind of flare across the surface—cutting through the layers, interrupting and connecting. For me, it’s how perception works: fractured, radiant, shaped as much by feeling as by fact.
Optic Nerve is a study in translation. Not of what I see—but how I see.
Archival pigment print
Large size - Edition of 10
51” x 35” / 131 x 90 cm
Extra large size - Edition of 5
59” x 40” / 150 x 102 cm
Signed, dated and numbered by the artist
Ships rolled in a tube
This piece started with a shape that reminded me of the optic nerve—rooted, branching, delicate. I kept thinking about how we see not just with our eyes, but with everything we carry: memory, emotion, distortion.
At the centre, there’s a form that echoes something organic—almost like a mushroom or a seed head, suspended in motion. I wanted it to feel like a moment of recognition just before it slips away.
The arc of rainbow light came later. It wasn’t planned, but once it appeared, it became the bridge. A kind of flare across the surface—cutting through the layers, interrupting and connecting. For me, it’s how perception works: fractured, radiant, shaped as much by feeling as by fact.
Optic Nerve is a study in translation. Not of what I see—but how I see.
Archival pigment print
Large size - Edition of 10
51” x 35” / 131 x 90 cm
Extra large size - Edition of 5
59” x 40” / 150 x 102 cm
Signed, dated and numbered by the artist
Ships rolled in a tube
This piece started with a shape that reminded me of the optic nerve—rooted, branching, delicate. I kept thinking about how we see not just with our eyes, but with everything we carry: memory, emotion, distortion.
At the centre, there’s a form that echoes something organic—almost like a mushroom or a seed head, suspended in motion. I wanted it to feel like a moment of recognition just before it slips away.
The arc of rainbow light came later. It wasn’t planned, but once it appeared, it became the bridge. A kind of flare across the surface—cutting through the layers, interrupting and connecting. For me, it’s how perception works: fractured, radiant, shaped as much by feeling as by fact.
Optic Nerve is a study in translation. Not of what I see—but how I see.