Born four decades ago in the Land of Oz, my head is full of tales from The New Old World (aka The N.O.W), my fictional utopia and favourite destination to play and unwind.
I spend my days creating concrete poetry, patterns, textiles, sculptures, doodles, fantastical architecture, mess, magical lands and other spectacular.
I use computers, psychoanalysis, imagination, Facebook, paper shuffling and my left-side dog tooth to explore ideas surrounding black holes, parrots, calypso, international trade and finance, optical illusions, freedom and daily life in tropical hotspots.
I have shown work in public and private spaces, libraries, street footpaths and Chinese restaurants.
I believe in the power of dreams, collage, bicarbonate of soda, the creative process, orange flake-form shellac and a pair of really good scissors.
I fill suitcases with empty paint tubes, embroidery thread, piece-less puzzles and antique doorhandles.
I give guided tours to places that don't yet exist.