Mum, 2003
origami and construction paper
276 x 19 inches

If you stand sort of in the corner your peripheral vision would only see these flowers round your feet. Your world would exist for that moment in the flowers. But like a naughty child being punished, there you are, standing in the some resist it, but find amusement in their own recognition of their resistance.


1. the flower of D.H. Lawrence's story The Odour of Chrysanthemums (similar ideas to Marcel Proust and his madeleines, those smells which take you certain places in your remembered life)
2. mum's the word, keep mum. do not repeat the secrets you have heard
3. a mother. the woman who's words, dreams, and ideas we hear in our head. Whose experiences a child absorbs the way one absorbs a specific smell.