May 19, 2017

this is the day your life will surely change. still one of my favourite songs, by THE THE, introduced to me by a big love of my life, a million years ago. he suffered with depression, and i remember thinking, over a decade ago now, that his emotional honesty was so wea...

April 6, 2017

Last night I went to bed at 7pm, from total exhaustion and sensory overload. We have been making a documentary about my family for nearly two years now and the past three weeks of recording and structuring narrative have brought me back into the world of family and my...

March 31, 2017

Last night I dreamt of you for the first time since you've been gone. I was on the island we've been to so many times, where we spent so many happy times as a family. I was climbing around a really precarious cliff edge and in my peripheral vision, below me, you sat, b...

February 21, 2017

So excited I was to take the comboio longo down to the south from Lisbon. Beautiful memories of white leather booths in the buffet car, a waiter with a white waistcoat serving what felt like the best bifanas on earth, after long Lisbon days and nights, returning to our...

February 15, 2017

Tonight I arrived in Portugal without my family being here to meet me for the first time in my entire life. Memories of you hit me so hard as I stumble out of Rossio Metro that I have to sit down on a nearby step and swallow a few times to quell the rising hysteria in...

February 14, 2017

'My old mum never suffered fools gladly, and you, kid, have a history of not suffering them at all,' my Popskie said to me in the final hours of his life in Portugal, back in November last year. Well Dad, over the past few years, that's not been strictly true. Although...

February 4, 2017

So, how do I begin to pay tribute to my dad, Paul Nick? My dad always told me that he had taken one piece of advice only from his own father Fred and this was to never look over your shoulder, always to follow the road ahead. No matter what, he said, the unknown path i...

January 29, 2017

Last night I dreamt of you. We were young and living at home and sitting around a circular table in Portugal somewhere. You were dipping your bread into olive oil and salt and licking your fingers and really enjoying a dish as we sat in the sunshine-such a familiar sce...

January 28, 2017

Dear Dad,

Today as I went on my morning run, I couldn't stop picturing your face in your final hours and the way we said goodbye. You told me there wasn't enough love in the world to show how much you loved me and I told you that you were the most vibrant soul I know. B...

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The posts reflect a stream of consciousness that I feed into to inform the work I make. As the majority of the work focuses on love, loss, longing and survival, the posts naturally handle these themes but are often anecdotal, the narrative driving the visual outcomes.
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