Spots and marks, gobs and blobs, tangled up unrecognizable jumble that mumbles and shouts; the edge of a pattern; the lines of a hand; a body as it steals through time: I like the where, what and how of these things.
They cause me to wonder. I like the projected meaning they present. I like the disintegration of meaning they invite.
Identity is a state of flux.
All of my work uses a photographic support. Some images are photographs, some are photograms. For more information, please contact me.
All images © Anne Barnard