ceramics | imagined corners | material woman


how do women walk

between me and my sister

open end

dry tears

coming round again

things not worth keeping

still alive

weeping woman

give me a call

blue moon

imagined corners

below the surface






between me and my sister  1993

This is my first video and one of my early attempts to create the illusion of a tactile quality on film. It is my poem of love and hate for my younger sister Hilary. It brought us close at a time when our mother was very ill, we made it together and have several times presented it to audiences together. It was through this film that my collaborations with the visual anthropologist, Anna Grimshaw, began.

                                                                      click on image for video (23 mins)