Last year I did a residency in Philadelphia and it has had a rather unusual effect on my work.
It was during those surreal first days after my return home, when I still had my tourist eyes in, that I started to take note of power lines and poles.
At first I felt a kind of repulsion at their messy, overhead presence, but then I started to take note of their rhythms and quirks.
Now I have to admit to a growing fondness of them. I like that their lines are somewhat of an urban equivalent to the lines and marks in nature that usually inspire me and I also like that one day (hopefully, I guess) this technology will be obsolete and in using them as a source of inspiration I am, in some way, capturing a moment in time. So they are starting to make an appearance in new works and soon I will have some to show.
Here are some captured moments of my 'looking up' around the traps. Strange and wonderful the effects of travel!