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 Bones of the Fathers

Watercolour on paper, 3D printed mechanisms, plaster of Paris, powdered pigment, gouache, reclaimed wood

In collaboration with Justin Ramsden

What do you step on to move forward? What will you leave behind when you’re gone?

We walk forward only by treading on what came before. Beneath our feet lie the bones of those who carried us this far, their labour, their mistakes, their silence. Time does not preserve them; it erodes them, grinding memory into the substance that supports us. Even as they fracture, their weight endures.

To look ahead, the viewer must first crush what remains of the past. The plaster skulls underfoot break with each step, their sound echoing the quiet violence of progress. Above, within a worn, two-toned hooded mechanism, eight small watercolours revolve, a mechanical meditation on the life of a dandelion, from bloom to drift to disappearance.

The work is not about death, but continuity, the uneasy inheritance of what has been broken to make room for what comes next. Each step toward the future presses down on what was once living. The dust that rises is what connects us still.