Furnaces of Eternity: He became what he beheld

A harshly lit black and white image of a man in his basement drilling into a beam above him, the wires of the electrical panel seemingly protruding from his ribs. The texture of his clothes and his skin and hair mirror the wood, wire and steel of his environment.

Work is my vehicle for engaging life and makes me indistinguishable from my world. The harder I work, the closer I get to the centre of my existence. Click on images to open gallery

I started working with my father at 11 and almost every job after has helped define me and that includes everything from being a soldier to walking about with sandwich boards on behind a six foot restaurant manager wearing a Chubby Chicken outfit. More than leisure adventures and misadventures ever do, work has made me who I am.

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Bring me my Bow of burning gold
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Self Portraits in Basement
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Self Portraits in Basement
A harshly lit black and white image of a man in his basement drilling into a beam above him, the wires of the electrical panel seemingly protruding from his ribs. The texture of his clothes and his skin and hair mirror the wood, wire and steel of his environment.
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A man in his cellar, hammering the concrete with a ball-peen hammer. The patched crack in the wall suggests something infernal about the work done there, pointless and unending.
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A man is using a wood augur to bore up into a beam supporting his house. The wood augur’s shadow splits his face in two and his own shadow looms larger behind him but doesn’t rise above the height of the basement.
Self Portraits in Basement
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Self Portraits in Basement
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My Soul returned into its mortal state