After completing a degree, I spent most of ten years living abroad and travelling, playing in bands and teaching scuba diving. I did art on the way but didn't take it with me in form or photograph. Now more settled, most of my work still lies with the unfixed, such as works in newspaper put up in the wild, town or country. They last a short time, a temporary intervention in spaces decorated by sprayed graffiti, spilled paint, decay, the slow changing of forms of plants.

The print itself is sometimes relevant. I make other temporary interventions in the form of pop-up triumphal arches and tent monuments, sculpture in a bag. I use the household debris of other lives as the raw materials, seas of china and bedding, items that themselves have become unfixed, not quite waste but unwanted. Reformed into a triumphal arch, a celebration of events that no one will remember anyway. The pointless beauty of all our glorious and partial endeavour.