When we have no more oil for cars, we will drag them behind horses, so we can keep on riding in them. Our love for cars is so all encompassing that we cherish even the bad ones: the ones with wooden panels, the ones too small to hold our baggage and the ones with seatbelts so feeble as to be decorative. We name them because we want to cheer them on as they deliver us from one place to the next. Ruby, Sylvie, Lulu, Mabel, Bessie, Red, The Captain, Rusty, Scamper. The cars and legs series is the natural extension of our unrelenting love of cars. A world made of lurking, prancing, striding, ever moving cars - sexy and sturdy, they are the stuff of fantasy
“It is generally considered very important for a young bird to be allowed to fledge (learn to fly) properly, prior to any wing clipping. Learning to fly also helps a bird learn how to land safely, an important skill even in clipped birds.”
Clipped Wings, explores the absurdity of extreme wealth and the compulsion to secure the most au courant objects. Overstuffed chairs too delicate to sit on, decorative dishes empty of food and vases that will never find themselves filled with water, avocado green chairs, periwinkle telephones, burnt-orange blenders all come together in a world where the inhabitants are well matched but completely indifferent to their environment. The primary inhabitants of this universe are birds. Birds that have forgotten how to fly, have never learned how to fly or couldn’t be bothered to take flight. They perch on whatever surface they find, in the finest rooms and in the strangest spaces and at the cost of the comfort of others, they are confident in their belief that they belong.