Machine, Machine, Machine, Machine.

I’ve always loved mechanical machines. I find the images of the wonderful ideas / inventions from the top hatted brains of the 18th-19th century amusing and I feel they are a real celebration of our species relationship with machine. The name of this body of work comes from a song ‘Man Machine’ by Kraftwerk.

The colors and texture used in this series are from my observations of the relics I grew up with from the industrial revolution in London and across the UK. Dark grimy browns of old bricks or the vibrant orange of clean brick. The texture created by worn layers of paint and rust, soot and oil grim. These are the voices the relics use to tell their story.

I’ve always loved the bicycle. Everything from riding one, fixing them and I really feel that the true impact of them is over looked in our history. The tall bike was used to light lamps on lampposts.

A few prints are still up for grabs — get yours at our next market!


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