2016, my photographs and book photographs, dots, papers, strings, threads, hobby grass, felt, beads, earth, 26 ½ x 40 inches.

Fells, tors, pikes, dales, meers, becks…….all overpowered us during our sublime visit to the Lakes District in northern England.  This land belongs only to itself;  touched only by the sheep that have been grazing there for thousands of years.  Looking closer though, there are carefully constructed complex stone walls that wind all over the landscape. They snake from fell to tor and down to dale, through meer and beck and up again.  They twist in and out, over and under. It must have taken hundreds of thousands of man hours to construct all these walls.  Who could have wanted to claim God’s raw land for themselves like this?   I have made my man- made dot and paper stone walls across all the lands which are in fact, women’s bottoms.