Somewhere in our unconsciousness we remember that we came from the sea, we are connected to this saltine memory
- R Carson

When I submerge there is a blurring of edges, the land slips away and I am in an oceanic continuum, immersed, floating, I think like a weed.

Imaging the environment and conditions that may have influenced its morphology.

The work is tribute to the ocean and its delicate ecology, while also considering the entanglements between human and non-human.