I am fascinated by the secret lives we all lead, those vivid worlds beneath our pleasant ways. Although we all fear our innate savagery and would prefer to deny its existence or at least prevent anyone else seeing it we are compelled, like Bluebeard’s wife to be inquisitive.
It is easier to do so in the dark of the night when daylight dimensions and time reckoning have gone. It is then, when we are alone, unnoticed by the world that we dare to face our insecurities, fantasies or secret desires and acknowledge they are a vital part of us.
We’re all bleeding is a series of nine etchings, which I, for the first time in my life, have hand coloured. They are snapshot moments of how we imagine our own and each other’s parallel universe, seen from the consoling awareness that nothing is as it appears to be.